so when we got to the frat house he had a travel sized toothpaste and toothbrush for me and gave me a pair of his shorts and a girl's sorority t shirt...something tells me he's done this before
i used baking grease as lip gloss
woke up in nothing but a glued-on tiger tail. they used super glue.
I think we need to stop being best friends, its not good for our vaginas.
I'm thinking about that time I was in a trashbag and you spray painted my hair yellow
New major. Tourism Management. I dont know what it is but it sounds like something all the stupid slutty failed business management majors do.
im sure shes a lovely person but i cant be friends with someone that doesnt drink. its just not right.
It was that same situation where "cuddling on the floor" was actually just code for "rough shameful hate sex" hahaha.
he has a party story that rivals our "PTSD- soldier-with-a-knife" party story. I'm pretty sure this is part of some prophecy.
Of course I fucked him. He's a professional beat boxer, his entire job is to do complicated shit with his tongue.
I really love you gals. I'm sorry again. I'm just super protective of my poutine
Ok sry I left that ambiguous......did you want contact solution or fellatio?
I woke up in bed spooning a vacuum cleaner
My dog just blew me a kiss. First of all I'm stoned and second of all he's a pitbull. Those aren't sexual dogs. So wtf.
I'm pretty sure he sprained my clit...
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