Sexting assembly today. Fuck yes
my professor just told me i smelt like a brewery infront of my whole class b4 my final presentation
and that's why we call him explosion in my pants. no one remembers his real name.
Last night is one of those stories you hear about on 20/20 right after they make a law banning 90% if what I did.
It smelt so bad when i tried biting off her underwear that i didn't want to touch with my mouth
There is no way when we get home that nothing will hapen
You thought that the "chillable" logo on the box wine was referring to a city in italy.
You took shots of captn out of a empty percocet bottle, i just saw you fall threw the floor of rock bottom.
The other night after we fucked we talked about Lowe's vision insurance. Never fuck a coworker.
the only good thing about going home with him was that he was prettier than me.
I need someone to play with my boobs. Even platonically. I just need a good groping
come over we're fb stalking guys who were dressed as bananas last night because i can't remember which one i blew
I wrote a pretty good eulogy, too. Motherfucker pastor had no sense of comedic timing.
Are you seriously getting this frustrated over a hand-job right now?
just drove past - why are you walking towards the shop in your pyjamas?
Can't talk, on a quest for bacon.
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