You don't have to be emotionally available for a blow job.
better yet, through the bookshelves. like an intellectual glory hole
you're just mad because in the hogwarts world I'm Harry and you're Ron. get over it.
he burped in my vagina and tried to deny it...
being alone eating nachos and drinking from a giant munchen beermug really isnt that sad
The floor and the wall just switched. I'm falling.
Let's learn from last year: Leave the handcuffs at home on St Patrick's Day.
So I walk in and he's teaching someone in London via Skype how to roll a blunt. I have new found respect for him.
We were sitting in a hot tub debating how drunk we could get by osmosis if we kept spilling our drinks in it. This is what engineering college does to you.
Please come home, i don't want to feel like basket garbage girl but I'm in your alleyway and not sure how to change that.
25 likes of a picture on Instagram of my butthole. beat that.
Ah. Hot spring. Infinitely less skeevy than a hot tub. These North Carolinian dudes are all class.
He was smart enough to bring a condom to our study date so I mean I'm sure he'll do fine on the test
Hey, sorry for threatening to teabag your mom to death last night
and please, if you feel the urge to call me crying tomorrow night, do so. i will be home bored and sober.
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