I went to class with the sex aroma on me. The hot sun doesn't help much.
One of the bamboo sticks broke and impaled him. I think he's drunk enough that it shouldn't hurt until tomorrow.
Some are given great drunkenness. Others have great drunkenness thrust upon them, in the form of ice storms.
Come over. Drunk tacos.
That isn't even a sentence.
I kept the important parts.
The hot guy sitting next to me in the lib is reading a book called "Impersonal sex in public places." How wrong would it be to give him my number when I bounce?
I just caught myself watching and Irish step dance documentary in my underwear drinking nyquil through a straw at 2 in the afternoon. today's off to a good start.
Such a good question, let's ask the alcohol gods for the answer.
I tried to roll down the stairs in a ball. I have bruises, the pain is too much.
What the fuck, why would you ever do that?
Haven't you ever just wanted to be a ball?
i want to have his babies. i NEED to. shit i wont even ask for child support, he's that goodlooking.
I remember him going "OH SHIT" when he saw you straddling me on the table. And it was like the best feeling ever.
Sitting topless in my room drinking wine from a box... It's good to be back at school
To keep it classy I will take a pregnacy test on Mother's Day
Pooping with Eye of the Tiger playing. Not a single fuck shall be given.
There's something empowering about being at dinner and sitting across the table from two men you've blown.
He was the perfect gentleman on our first date. Took me out for candlelit dinner at a fancy restaurant, held open the door, walked me home, and made me cum three times before he got his.
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