Moan for me like Helen Keller
I dk what to do with this kid he is like legitimately interested in my life.
I think im drinking tonight later on...which is good cuz i walked pass the liquor aisle the other day and i swear i heard a kid call me a pussy
she just blew up the empty bag of wine and used it as a floatation device.
She stopped mid hookup to ask me if we'd be done before Taco Bell closed.
Those people having sex on the beach kept looking over at you guys throwing his shoes at the seagulls.
Wake up. Pour coffee. Open blinds. Guy is skipping class and jacking off furiously to Asian porn. Close blinds. Finish coffee. So this must be what med school is like.
I know he is still a student. I am not asking if his being an underwear model makes it more ethical, just less prosocutable.
so i ran into nick. i may be more gay than anticipated
I need to start using my boobs for good instead of weed. Although really they're kind of the same thing
I can't sleep. My mind keeps asking "turn down for what?" but it won't accept any of my answers.
You fell in the corner and refused to get up unless someone helped you. And then you crawled under the pool table and took a nap.
Passing out drunk in my therapists lobby may not be the best way to confirm my "stability"
I've orgasmed so many times tonight I think I've become enlightened
He had a clap on lamp. So every time he was ramming into me, the lights kept turning on and off
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