You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
well thats why i like him. because he makes you happy. on the other hand i think he masturbates too much while texting you.
Me too. I'd like to spend all next summer high and drunk and riding ponies and boys.
Another night, another sound of my neighbor almost having an orgasm.
And she used to have such long ones. Sad.
Just got back from my 9:00 am class to find my roommate soaking her lifesaver gummies in vodka so she can have them for a snack in class later.
dont worry about it. i always have emergency bong water with me
Wednesday. Otherwise known, to you at least, as "there are two gay men in my bed" day.
I don't know at least half of his name. I have officially become a statistic.
..and it was like all of a sudden I could hear the sounds my brain was making
i admit it was a weird experience, but why regret what once made you cum
Send me the picture of my mugshot, my boss got arrested last night and I'm trying to make her feel better.
Come on. I'll make you hot pockets. Literally and sexually.
also, i am in no position to judge as my life choices today went along the lines of "YAY VODKA". for breakfast.
THESE BITCHES NOT IN MY MAJOR BETTER NOT FILL UP MY SLAVIC FAIRYTALES CLASS
Do you know anyone else that comes home with unexplainable injuries as many nights a week as we do?
Randomize
