you didnt remember my name all night. you kept referring to me as "the blonde with the fat ass"
shes on the floor puking and texting simultaneously.
hell no. last time, i couldn't pee straight for a week.
I just masturbated to the audio from my psych lecture . . . this screwing my prof fantasy is getting serious.
You just kept walking around saying "my brain is soup" then sat on the kitchen counter washing your feet. You bit the guy that tried to help you down
It's christmas eve and my mom blacked out before me. If she beat me at that, what have I been learning at college?
Let's learn from last year: Leave the handcuffs at home on St Patrick's Day.
These are your "grown up" slampiece's new hours of operation; please plan accordingly
Best part of Friday afternoon drinking? Having ping pong balls thrown into my cleavage.
I have a rage boner right now. An actual erection brought on by the amount of sheer hatred I have towards nationwide.
Couldn't find my swimsuit top anywhere this morning but finally found it in the skimmer of the pool so thats how my night apparently went
I don't remember where I was but I remembered that I hated everyone there
I told her to to let go of her rationtal thoughts and just enjoy the fact that i was going down on her till she passed out from sheer orgasmic pleasure.
Too bad, iambic pentameter is a drunk specialty of mine.
She climbed in my window blew me and left. She's in my phone as the blow job fairy
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