if being creepy is wrong, then i don't want to be right
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
he pushed my hair back because he said it made me look like kelly kapowski and he told me to call him zach
Just woke up with three stitches in my left boob. Nevertheless, I think I'm going to like this school.
i think i figured out where our problem might have started...when we poured more tequila on top of out margaritas to melt the ice bc they were too cold
hahaha or putting rum in the bbq sauce?
In all honesty of all my sexual conquests, his dick is probably my proudest moment.
He whinnies like a horse when he's cumming. I wish I would have known this before we got into a relationship.
I can feel his 12 year old sister"s eyes barreling into my soul everytime I'm at there house..some how she knows I'm cheating on her brother or she's mad cause I stole her shirt.
My Yoga instructor is playing the music from 'Requiem for a Dream' it makes me very reluctant to put my ass in the air
I'm going to get like 25 drinks at their wedding and just leave them sitting around or give them to hobos.
I parked in the SAE Fraternity lot and left a note that said if you don't tow me you will all get a blowjob.
All I'm saying is there better be a bow on your dick for my birthday
You're an adult now and it's your vagina. You should do what it or you wants.
You don't need yoga. You need a boyfriend! Trust me I've become all sorts of flexible this past year.
I'm really busy with my period
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