I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Registered for next semester classes drunk. Let's hope I didn't accidently sign up for history of dinosaurs again...
are you just going to ignore any texts involving my penis from now on? because thats going to shut down a pretty sizeable portion of our conversations.
There are bud lights poping out of the zipper of my overnight bag and my dildo almost fell out in the elevator. not professional
I feel like I can hear facebook. What did we smoke?
2nd fun fact: he has a square tan line around his dick.
She ended up puking in the bathroom. But she's a good drunk... i told her to stay in there so i could dance til the club closed. She was still in the stall an hour later.
Going to a professional golf course at 2am to throw the flag poles like javelins
Just ate a gummy bear I found in my sheets. So yeah, 2013 is SO gonna be my year.
I wrapped my scarf around his head and then made him go down on me
And I also said, "probe me"
Duuuude someone spilled hot sauce all over the floor and trailing outside wtf
OH GOD IT'S BLOOD. THIS IS ALOT OF BLOOD.
I turned off my domesticated goddess switch over 2 years ago and idk how to turn it back on. So in the mean time I'll dodge this gf bullet and eat free steak for as long as possible
Don’t fucking talk to that dude from monday!! Ethical consumption dude, don’t fuck shitty guys
you had me at "meet me in the bathroom"
he's single and there are thong briefs.
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