the bulge in his pants is not junk. its hair. trust.
Myspace is for pedophiles and tweakers in the 818 trying to hook up. I always forget theres music there too
if you don't go out with us, what are you gonna do? you're gonna go home and watch biodome and masturbate to texts from your east coast boyfriend and see the facebook pictures from the party when you wake up.
Hookup with hot guy from gym, check. Wake up to find he's peed in my closet, double check.
Apparently, there is a horrible ghonorrea out break at our school. Woo! What a way for Loyola to welcome us back.
im probably shirtless right now with a bottle of jack watching horton hears a who. this is a judgement free zone.
Even his old football coach jokes about how big it is. I don't want to be alone in a room with him and that monster.
He appeared on my 7th floor fire escape and sang to me and jimmy through the window when we fucked. He's like a drunken mix of Sinatra and Spiderman.
I'm that hungover student in class ... On a wednesday morning
Omg I think I'm in the wrong class
This chic sharing the cab with me just started givin me head. I'll be an extra 5 minutes.
Going to the u of w I constantly have that moment of, oh hey I felt you up at that rave at folk fest that one time. Winnipeg is too small.
why is there a chinchilla in our apartment, and where did it come from?
question nothing. DON'T QUESTION A FREE CHINCHILLA.
Sooo I ended up ugly crying at the drive thru window at 10 pm last night....how was your valentine's day?
Well what did you order
So i dislocated my knee but still went home and fucked his brains out. Nothing gets in the way of my sex life. NOTHING.
The high school classes are online, not my sex life. He still comes over for “teacher / parent conferences.” A couple more “conferences” and I’ll be able to rewrite the Sex Ed curriculum
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