Sooo sorry about that. And crying. And comparing my life to a duck
we turned studying into a drinking game, she drinks when she gets it right, i drink when she gets it wrong. so we'll be out soon
I am so hungover and cant move but craving a Wendys frosty so bad. I might have to watch 2 girls 1 cup just to settle the urge
We had a long talk in which he told me he respects me more than any other girl. 30 minutes later, I got a facial.
Just orgasmed in traffic. Starting to have feelings for my commute.
Well it looked like you were having a fucking apiphany sitting at the toilet with a t shirt around your head
I have way too big of a thanksgiving food baby to enjoy any of my old high school booty calls
i can't believe i'm giving you sex advice.
i've gotten sex advice under stranger situations. like while giving a blowjob behind the communications building.
You told me that they girl who was giving you a handjob under the table looked a little like your sister
I ate breakfast with him. And by ate breakfast I mean we fucked on the kitchen table.
He's standing in the corner rubbing his nipples and reflecting on poor life choices
He just yells "mush!" as they're having sex.
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
Afterwards he face timed like four of his friends screaming he banged the hot intern.
Nice classy night out before we roll our faces off
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