I don't really want to write this paper. It's the last one of the semester - I need to savor the feeling of procrastination.
Ok I can't be your drugdealer AND booty call AND friend. It just doesn't work that way
Yea you just drank all the Hookah water, then started talking gibberish about the Kool Aid you just drank.
the fact that we had sex in the dining hall makes it seem so much more like home.
Also while I am being the bigger person I plan on bringing over something strong smelling and/or alcoholic to torture the poor hungover bastard
just peed in rthe mens room but seranaeded them with adelle the whole timee so they didnt mind
I'm sensing a Yuletide blow job in your future and by future I mean tomorrow
I just told a bottle to be chill
and meant it
Do you think casino weekend will remind us once again that we in fact are not mature enough to be this old?
It was one of those mornings when I wake up and feel like I have to say sorry to the whole world
My brother is chasing tequila with vodka. Not sure how it will turn out, but I like his style.
I'm sorry I tried to stab you. I just really wanted those mozerella sticks.
I used your vibrator when you were out of town. Now I know why you always come out of your room smiling.
Tomorrow has nothing to do with the threesome
I am the one with the vagina. I get to call it.
Even after hearing me fuck his friend twice in one night, he still follows me around like a puppy.
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