Afterall, it is the real San Francisco treat
I'm not a mortal combat character
but my vagina is
Was just grinding with my bio TA. She asked why i wasnt studying
What?? I'm covered in blood at the hospital, I atleast deserve a pic of someones boobs
She was drinking straight whiskey out of her peacock shaped vase again.
Going home with an argentinian named sulvio. Ill let you know how it goes.
Dude in front of me just jumped out of line at Starbucks to go puke. Vegas in prime form.
Well, it was good.. One step forward for my vaj.. One giant leap backwards for my integrity.
I hope my orgasm sounds aren't secretly that bad and no one tells me
How does this dude know what a dying walrus sounds like? That's the real question
I don't know. I was hiding and the bed was banging. I am going to sleep now in someone's car.
Worrying about "What smells like cat pee?" is so much easier than worrying about "What am I doing with my life?"
She followed me back, then proceeded to find my room, get her panda suit on? And then raid my room and pass out on my couch... what the fack do I do now?!?!
HIS DICK ISNT BIG ENOUGH FOR HIM TO BE THAT PROUD OKAY
Just remember: We don't tell our English professor about our fetishes unless she specifically asks about them.
Look, road flare archery was agreed on. We both accepted it was a shit idea sober, but did it drunk anyway.
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