I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
all ten of us were sitting in his room with the lights off and staring at his colorful moving screensaver for two hours. That high.
Holy shit bill nye is being consulted as an expert on cnn and hes credited as the science guy. What the fuck is the world coming to?
When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
Her husband keeps getting drunk and making out with me. Good news is I found the strep carrier. Bad news is have strep again.
Nothing good has ever or will ever come from 50 cent beers at the bowling alley..
this is not the time for floating mt dew and shots of tequila.
Don't make emojis simulating eating me out
Tuesday Boozeday turned into What-the-fuck-were-you-thinking Wednesday real fast.
apparently i came home last night raving about goats and singing songs from muppet treasure island
I just stood beside an Amish man and bought Cocoa Krispies and tampons.
I mean, she's batshit insane and once choked a guy with one hand but she's still MILF material in my book.
i puked in a jesus candle last night and then denied it... i'd say it was a pretty alright night
I told him to not try to hang out with me ever again and now I regret it Bc im bleeding through my uterus and just want him to suck on my aching nipples
No one can touch me, I'm made of fruit.
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