I want Jason Statham to talk British to my vagina.
waiting in line for my ID. the kid in front of me reaks of hopes and dreams and hornyness-- freshmen by calvin klein
dudes here are drinking wine, and not in the forgivable 'just doing this to get laid' way
I am dripping wet and slathered in glitter and banana mush. I love gay guys.
I don't remember how we paid for the cab. I do however remember giving him my heels 2 help with the bill.
You cleaned out the gashes in your leg from hopping that fence with that whipped cream vodka, didnt you?
he locked me out then poked me with a fork when i tried to get in through the window
i feel like pizza bites are my only friend right now
No it was the best sex I've had in months. Nothing turns me on more than getting rid of a boyfriend.
want to meet me after class and possibly get arrested for indecent exposure?
Not sure if it is a new high or new low, but i left a basket on the porch of the sorority I woke up at. It had a description of the Minnie Mouse I woke up next to, and Plan B.
I just showered sitting down with a sippy cup of water in there with me. It took 40 minutes. That hungover.
He took initiative. Dragged me into the kitchen and did me on the stove....while it was on! And then we made nachos.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. But he promised me no small talk so that was nice
finals do horrible things to a person. i haven't worn pants since friday
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