i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
I wish everyone walked around campus with a video of what they did this weekend above their heads.
he said he wants to do me james and the giant peach style. im afraid of what that means. but moderately excited. wish me luck.
I don't know what the fuck is in the water in New Hampshire, but these dicks are HUGE.
and this is why we should make december sharting awareness month.
He was having trouble staying hard then just stopped mid-sex and said "it's overheating" while pointing to his dick.
he's wearing our apron and eating a pb and oreo sandwich. and calling the oreos "topless" since he took their tops off...
Well on the bright side, I only need a sophomore to complete the fuck-a-guy-from-every-year-challenge.
he's measuring my pool to see how much jello powder he needs. He got paid today.
I heard that clinking noise from behind me and I already knew you were whipping out a Smirnoff in class. Again.
Chilling on my porch debating between pre work drinking or video games and getting high.
I won't let penises inside me if you won't let tequila inside you, deal?
Also, McDonald's breakfast is now 24/7. This is it. This is how I die. Face first in a pile of hashbrowns.
Like I fucked him in the shower at 3 am when I had classes all day the next day so he can't say I'm not dedicated
Do you ever just admire your boobs?
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