I need to go to a fraternity... my boobs are telling me to.
its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
FUCK YOU CALIFORNIA. YOU DO NOTHING RIGHT. FIRST PROP 8 AND NOW THIS.
Rolling one last joint on my Psych textbook before trading it in. I might actually cry.
she's using the space heater to try to heat up a pop-tart...
I just want him to slap me with his dick and call it love
I want to get my vag crammed with complete loss of every bit of dignity I have left by this man from every angle on every flat surface that exists. That is all.
Calm the fuck down fatty, you can add creme de menthe to a vanilla shake any time of the year
'twas the night before moms weekend and all were blacked out. Not a coug was sober not even farm house. I was down to fuck but you were not in sight, so I bid pullmania a sweet goodnight.
I just look at my butt and see so much potential.
SHE MASTURBATED TO THE THOUGHT OF ME HAVING AN ALL DUDE THREESOME WITH HER EX BOYFRIENDS.
A to Z: fucking your way through the alphabet
It'll be a kids book
I'm just going to take a nap and hope I wake up more attractive.
I screamed "You look like a guy I've fucked!" to your brother at a party... I have some explaining to do.
I just shook glitter of my birth control packet so I’d say it’s safe to say it was a good weekend
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