So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
This is so fucking sad. Netherlands isn't even a real country.
I just need to know if he's either really genuine about being in my life or being in my vagina.
This girl can open a bottle without using her hands and she's 21. She meets my standards
Nyquil jello-shots aiding in health and happiness
i just saw you make out with a girl with facial hair...just thought i would document that in case you forgot
Just got invited out of group to take shots after hearing her gay friend say "why would I give him my alcohol so you can suck his dick. It's going to be a good night
We fucked to techno music while he wore shin guards... best sex ever.
I find it very uncomfortable that I need to ask you to stop sending me pictures of your stomach
i didnt have any regrets until i found out he was a freshman.... and the only reason he got into yale was because of soccer... and he wasnt premed.
LOOK AT MY HAIR, DOES THIS LOOK LIKE THE HAIR OF A PERSON WHO HAS HER LIFE TOGETHER?
Oh and apparently Friday night I came home and tried assembling the Christmas tree until my mom just told me to go to bed. Blackout.
I need time to grow out my leg hair and not be sad anymore
I think you're my feminist conscience sometimes.
When I came out of the bathroom you were naked dead asleep on the couch but your dick was still rock hard standing straight up. I almost took a pic. It was impressive.
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