I know its small, but please -- stop calling it my "weenis".
So I used to make fun of texas a lot, then I got here and I found a place where I could get my tequila in a to go cup with a straw and I realized that this is the only place I ever want to be
I just remembered before I gave him head I couldn't find a hair tie and he offered to hold my hair up. Maybe we were wrong.. Maybe he does have a heart.
Took his v-card last night. Yet another experience I didn't expect to have in my thirties.
RIP Summer 2010. God knows it had to be one of us..
Apparently I grabbed her ponytail and cut it with an exacto knife.
I legit just said "vaginal access denied" then told him his password hint was "tequila shots"
What the fuck could you be doing in that room to make her yell "Beginners Luck!" over and over again?
It was like coming out my mothers vagina again in slow motion
If I learned anything from that one time I saw the last 10 minutes of oprah when they talked about the secret, it is that you project what you receive back. I also have wine.
Let us ponder on the good times. Ya know when the Jonas brothers were incapable of growing facial hair and I didn't fully understand what a dick looks like
This is an alert from the drunk police: you have reached the point of no return. Text messages past this point are illegible.
You're emotionally mature, right? I said you were.
I have at least four things in my line of sight that have Kermit the Frog on them in my dorm. Does that answer your question?
It really hurts to walk. Any idea what happened to my hip?
he's single and there are thong briefs.
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