I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
In hindsight maybe we should have moved his homework instead of playing quarters on top of it.
Maybe you should have studied instead of worrying about who is going to have sex with you
ok watching intervention on tv. when i hit rock bottom - i wanna be THIS chick.
I just watched her pee in a trashcan, im still probably going to fuck her, what does that say about my standards
it was all good until he screamed "for fraaannnceee" on his last thrust
I totally just potholed and almost crashed while trying to lick salsa off my boob.
i'm exhausted. do you know how hard it is to put together an outfit that is professional enough to secure a babysitting job yet slutty enough to let him know i'm down for sex during naptime?
Will you judge me if i do shots in my basement closet first? No? Okay good
We could have casual sex if you want. But I can't offer a bromance to a woman.
I'm not sure I can continue to condone our having sex in all of your friends' beds
He made me cum via FaceTime, then he made me look at his stock investment charts..
How did I get the fat lip, while puking I may or may not have sneezed... Wacking my face into the toilet bowl...
All the doctor said was why
I'd kiss your neck and collarbone and then run my tongue up your neck to just behind your ear
And then lightly kick the curve inside your ear
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