So I finally got the Patron washed off my boobs.
I'm so high I just tried to eat a hair tie thinking it was one of my pretzels.
If you can't do the LSAT hung over. You can't do the LSAT. That's the real practice.
remember the used condom we threw behind my bed? my mom found it and is accusing me and making a big deal out of it,
Haha! You pissed me off, so I actually told her to go look behind your bed. Good thing I moved to Nevada, so your dad can't kick my ass. Good luck bitch.
I learned an important lesson this weekend.... I'm way to good at sex to travel for it. From now on he drives here...
New term. "Find a husband" fridays. It's like thirsty thursdays, but with a dowry.
We need to tone down the drinking before our 7pm class. I don't remember receiving any of these handouts.
Wow. I feel like a bad friend. My fuckbuddy wished you a happy birthday before I did. The reality of that just hit me.
I managed to make myself a bowl of apple jacks, took one bite and had to stop eating them because they were making my brain wiggle. How was your comedown?
I imagine my service panda will provide sufficient protection. At the very least it will be an irresistible cuddly distraction while I make good my escape.
she is like a cock bee. instead of going from flower to flower she goes from cock to cock
Nobody likes ball hair. Not even gay dudes
I can't be held responsible for another man's penis.
Remember when you brought a guy home from the bar... to our parents house.... on thanksgiving eve?
Blunts beyotch
What? Joints? Blunts?
I'll refer you to my previous text: "Blunts beyotch"
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