i mean i cnt help that this campus has the highest STI rate
bang him and never speak to him again. also, queef in his face.
i dont this its possible to queef on command.
I wish i could call my weed and hear it ring. That's how i found my phone.
It's officially time to start saving up weed money for the NCAA tournament
it got awkward when the only couple not hooking up was just watching..
I was informed that last night we held hands while puking on the curb outside the bar.
We just have a real special relationship.
I'm having mini little movies in my head. Like for example. You were talking to a blue whale with jazz man sunglasses, but not the ray charles jazz sunglass. More like sunglasses that are round. Anyway, he has a baguette and stupid french hat. And you , you had your harry potter glasses.
I had such a pleasant walk of shame. The sun was shining, I smiled at all the high school suckers who judged me on their way to school, and I made friends with an old guy and his dog.
Judging by the garbled spelling in the calendar reminders in my phone, drunk me really wanted sober me to take a pregnancy test today.
it went ok. then he slept in a parking lot and took me out for a picnic the next day. boys are confusing.
I'm gonna get drunk in the shower and yell at my parents during dinner. Have fun in Texas.
I just want to sing to him and rub baby oil on his head
I hope April is a better month for dicks. March has been very disappointing.
I know right. I don't even want to have sex today. I did anyway but that's besides the point.
I’m tired of his bullshit and premature ejaculation. I’m going to hotel bars and finding a guy who is DTF
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