so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
the girls on my floor started fighting over who got to keep the random hoodies that boys forgot in my room after sex
At what point in my life was I not hugged enough to be on my fourth walk of shame in half as many weeks?
Yeah Greg found him eating out of a tuna can with a pill cap
Serious questions. Who is that girl? Why is she wearing a tiara? And why does she keep asking about penis piercings?
Would you and/or him be willing to dress up like the phantom, sing me music of the night and then bone the shit out of me? this is important.
Holy shit there is too much Taco Bell here to talk to you
He literally named all the parts of the vagina as he fingered me. No more pre-med virgins.
You kept screaming, "Fuck her right in the personality" and then kissed a guy and slapped him across the face
Next guy I fuck must be a cowboy
No that one bar I got kicked out of got closed so that technically doesn't count
I have a story for you. It involves waffles and getting naked with the local weatherman.
Hey, is this going to be a real date, or am I just meeting you at a hotel to have sex in the bathroom? Given our history, I think it's a fair question.
we should paint friendship bongs
He thought it would be sexy if he found my clothes and dressed me, and it was..until he found a thong under his bed and assumed it was mine. It wasn't
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