We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
Ive created a fbook group called "threesome" and invited two girls. Im not going to say a word and just see what happens.
He's trying to kill me, one liver cell at a time. It's going to be a slow, but awesome death
She always acts like she's doing me a favor with a hand job. I've been giving myself hand jobs for almost 20 years.
Only time i ever look at my online banking statement is to see when i left the bar.
You have proved your worthiness to join me on the quest of taking shots at every academic building on campus by showing up drunk to our test at 12:30 today
Lmao. We just snorted some mystery powder uriah found packged up in my car, that i know has been in there almost a year... Its adventure time.
I NEED YOU TO TELL ME ITS OKAY TO BE THIS HIGH
Yes
O.K.
I don't care how great the sex was, I cannot unsee what has been seen. I regret ever stalking his Facebook.
I just ran your car into a ups truck....but on a up note I have a handle of fireball and breakfast burritos
I chose not to drink last night but drinking chose me
REMEBER. We are young, horny, and poor. If someone wants to give us alcohol... TAKE. IT.
Are you going to regret this?
No I do t think so
Ok then he can enter the holy dorm temple.
My mother expressed her concerns about my drinking via a facebook message.
Now I know Sunday Funday means fucking till you loose your voice.
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