I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Good thing you left when you did - ended up getting banned from jimmy johns.
dude ... she has a full length mirror in her shower, don't even tell me shes not dtf
I need to figure out what I wanna do with my life.
There are margaritas in the freezer still.
literally have a bruise on my forehead from being over the toilet all night.
come on down! you are the next contestant on the night is drunk!
Two word: claymation porn. Think about it.
I don't think I can ever express my appreciation for the things you text me.
I let that bitch know in no uncertain terms I was taking the coke dealer in the breakup
He's sweet and rough. A wonderful contradiction. He's the starburst of sex.
He would come to class in wrapped in nothing but a pink towel
What good is being a girl if you can't terrorize boys with pregnancy scares??
So you broke your ribs while fucking? Dude you just got about 25% hotter.
You've hit rock bottom, swam around the ocean floor, and brought back silverware from the titanic.
My boss and I ended up at the same strip club. We both got lap dances while talking about work.
He also sent me nipple clamps because romance is NOT dead
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