me texting you is like we have secret walkie talkies.
i'm going through the NYU 2014 group looking for future drunken hookups. too slutty?
just ate frosted cheerios in coffee with some marshmellows. the college diet begins
Umm you don't wanna know how many "I'm sorry for calling you last night" fb wallposts I just had to write...
i cant belive i got a ticket! i know what his dick tastes like!
then mid-sex he looked at me and said "i hope this is as good for you as it is for me" and kept going.
I feel like I owe it to them to wear pants.
My liver is begging me not to go, but sadly enough for him my feet and hands control me getting there.
I am the prescription. I can be taken orally or vaginally and in any dosage. This is why I went to med school.
I only had ten dollars. So leave it to Katie to somehow makeout with the bartender, on his shift mind you, and get free drinks.
Did we pole dance in front of my boss last night or was it just me?
He corrected my spelling during sexting.
The coast is clear - also, would it bother you if I chose not to wear pants?
Memeber that time you got detained in Poland. We don’t talk about that enough
Listen, you can either give me drugs or an orgasm. You decide.
Randomize
