if creeping was an olympic sport, i would be a lock for the gold right now.
He left the bathroom door open so i would hear him masturbate in the shower to make me feel guilty for not putting out but it just turned me on cause i like guys masturbating. weird?
Dear drunk me, don't shave my balls til you're sober. My junk looks like a pomeranian with mange.
Contrary to what peaches says, you can't fuck the pain away. Full story later. Have a good morning, buddy.
We came back and there was a shotglass filled with what looks like blood. Come over soon, we're gonna try it out.
Theres a picture of you standing next to a John Wayne cardboard cutout that says dont drink and drive. your buddy is shirtless holding a beer and youre holding your keys up with marker on your face.
Me and my vagina aren't speaking at the moment.
Night. I'll wake u up at 6 with the unfinnished vodka bottle so be prepared young grasshoper. U have much to learn.
The goal for tonight is vagina. In and around. Doesn't matter who. How. Or why.
Like her Facebook page isn't even hers. It belongs to her tits. It's Titsbook
there's a photo set of like seven dicks covered in glitter....i don't know what to do
I got a lap dance in honor of your birthday last night.
Thank you.
theres a video...
oh god.
Would you say that skipping class and sitting alone in my room singing One Direction to myself and sobbing is an acceptable way to deal with the break-up
I'm gonna have to start putting baby wipes and a change of pants in my bag. The amount of times I'm scared of shitting my pants in public is too high and I need the reassurance
A true gentleman never tells. But yes, I did indeed get laid last night
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