O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
I was giving him a blow job in the kitchen, but it was uncomfortable. so i took the oven mitts and used them as knee pads.
Don't tell me i'm not fucking resourceful.
I need to stop hooking up with boys in my major. three boys in one class is just a litttle too awkward.
Or they can chase TEQUILA shots with it. I don't know why my phone capitalizes TEQUILA.
If you're still on campus there's a jack and coke in the bathroom of fondren science Bldg. Too strong to bring to class.
He is juggling broken glass botttles, I think its time to cut him off...
This football player keeps talking about his drunk dad. I think he may start crying. Does this deserve a roll tide?
Get your penis over here NOW. emergency
When he sent me a picture, I swear my vag frowned. That tiny.
Technically, I traded a soft pretzel for sex last night...
I just woke up ass naked on top of all my sheets, with no blinds in my room because i used them as togas, my back is killing me, im covered in sharpie, i have no memory of last night, and im pretty sure im still drunk. I consider the night a success
Everyone says I win the strip club
My moral compass cannot be waived by two measly bloody Mary's
so go get some goddamn bacon and lay in his bed naked. he'll love it.
Because talking after sexting is equivalent to cuddling after sex
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