the bulge in his pants is not junk. its hair. trust.
I wish everyone walked around campus with a video of what they did this weekend above their heads.
remind me not buy ky at kmart ever again. Had to get a manager to open the locked case. then he stood there and watched me look through the selection
I hate that ur telling me this.
I'm drinking away my Christmas cash. People are going to get bar receipts as presents.
I swear, you have an app for that. "Attention: your boyfriend is pooping. Place call?"
if i hear one more christmas song, i will fucking shoot myself.
i cant talk right now. we are trying to finish our homework so we can play with play-doh
Apparently, there is a horrible ghonorrea out break at our school. Woo! What a way for Loyola to welcome us back.
Well technically because of daylight savings, I only lasted 15 mintues.
I swear there's a gravitational pull from your vagina to large groups of men in uniform.
He has horses apparently. I wonder if we could fuck while riding a horse or if that's too dangerous.
just an fyi, false alarm on the whole ghonnorea thing. you're safe.
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
There I was, puking into the toilet, and he was rubbing my feet, buck naked. I feel like a drunk Disney princess.
So congratulations, your penis has now sent me to urgent care not once, but twice!
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