My vagina has officially become a vortex for sexually confused frat guys.
He's doing the single life. He recently finished like a 3 year relationship. You can't date him.
But I don't want to date him. I just want to look at him. Naked. And in my bed.
He said he wanted to see my room, not my womb. It's a common mistake.
I still can't believe you had sex with someone who willingly went by Peaches.
Wtf just happened. Thought you were in my bed since 3am, turned out I was sharing it w/a drunk girl from the 6th floor lounge...
No he exists. Who else tells me no matter how drunk I am to pull out. He's watching over me so my bastard doesn't get created.
If you die first, I'm going to sleep with a pallbearer at your funeral.
Being the hot sister definately has advantages, I'm pretty sure I ruined her engagement
And I got shut down by a ginger. It was a weird night
Now with the essential back story, I can empathize. Sorry about your beer and butthole.
Fuck the library it's too quiet and makes me uneasy. I feel like I'm so isolated I should take off my pants or something
I just texted him from the other room to come have sex with me-stress relieved
You are such a millennial
You took off your shirt and pulled out a bottle of cherry uv and a slushee. That's when I knew you came to party
Do you think the hole in the ceiling will count against our security deposit?
I'll text you when I have a mental breakdown about it.
Please do.
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