He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
you know what its like when everyone is chanting "do it, do it"...still friends?
I'll show rhose boucners: You don't let me in, I poop on your pool.
Just wondering did you put mouse traps and brownies on my porch?
Who wrote Most Moistest Dad on my chest and what the fuck does it mean?!?
Good idea. You gotta take care of your vagina. She takes care of you. Pay it forward.
Carrying your RA back to her room wasn't the conclusion I was expecting for the first thursday back
I JUST DEFLATED MY BOOB.
I DON'T KNOW WHETHER TO LAUGH OR CALL AN AMBULANCE.
I left my pipe in my center console with a bowl packed when I took my car to the shop, and when I picked it up the weed had been smoked, but my oil change was only half price.
Steaks?
It's Ash Wednesday.
If you really think that not eating meat on a weeknight is going to keep you out of hell, fine. Can I use that chimichurri you made?
You are going to come home to a suitcase in the fridge. Just go with it.
If it makes you feel any better they literally are drinking alcohol out of a toilet. They are serving drinks out of a nasty ass toilet...!
You know you're an upperclassmen when you go to a party with no makeup, wet hair, weed socks, and no shoes, take a shot ski, then leave
I will find, mount, and marry that person.
when I said eat the rich I didn't mean like that but here we are sucking that capitalist dick
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