He still wants to giggity, regardless of his girlfriend. So...I guess I'm happy again.
I love college. Only here at ten in the morning can you hear "Man, hot sauce on my pussy was my worst idea in a long time." while walking down the hall.
I was just counting ceiling tiles when he ate me out, it was that bad.
Just sucked my third dick in the past twelve hours. I must want AIDS.
I can't wait to go to grad school so I am not your high unemployed friend.
The fact that when I blacked in you were sober enough to kick me out of your roommates bed makes me question our friendship.
My cab driver has a hooker in the front seat. Really, this is serious. And weird.
Just retrieve me from the bathroom floor when you're done
just really comprehended the fact that I'm getting high at the same place I used to play as a child. the nostalgia and thc is mixing together in one, intense wave. WHO HAVE I BECOME
I threw up this morning to Silent Night playing in background. It was actually quite soothing.
Not entirely sure how I got drunk off 2 mimosas but here I am
Tis the season to play Pocahontas! (AKA: Eat a bunch of acid and run around the yard barefoot, the first person to see the colors of the wind, wins!)
My vagina measures dicks. It's accurate to the half inch.
Did you just affectionately call me a scrotum?
You've been inside me, dude. There's no such thing as TMI.
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