LETS GET FUCKED UP IN ONESIES TONIGHT.
I worry about you sometimes...
You would get kicked out of the study lounge for being drunk the monday of finals week
So I'm on the can right now reading a court transcript for an appeal. Some dude is paying $155 an hour for me to take a shit.
That's science, my friend. Boner science.
Im in his room watching him sleep. Im going to try and jerk off and not get caught by the nurse.
Hope you had your fill for the summer my friend, because all the cleavage has been put away for the winter. Fear not; it blooms again in May.
Because guys aren't supposed to cry. Especially when it's over a dude singing a Christmas carol.
I remember him going "OH SHIT" when he saw you straddling me on the table. And it was like the best feeling ever.
So just what does one wear when attending a sex toy party with ones mother-in-law?
Jeans and a nice top.
I've been here 11 months and i just realized i have literally never looked at my apartment/roomates sober
I don't fucking know. He perched his parrot on his dick. I left after that.
I just lectured my ex boyfriend on how to eat a girl out what has my life come to
I know we're not on great terms here, but I need to know if you're still available for sexual activity...cause if not I need to get going on a work-out plan.
i dont believe you. i want proof. if you end up at a hospital send me a pic.
One lesson I've learned so far from college: You've always got time for one more shot. Always
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