: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
The way you explained my vagina was exactly the way I would of described my breakfast burrito.
Omg. The strippers are having a batman vs spiderman showdown. Both on stage. Genius.
the meat mosque collapsed into the alcohol moat
Ummm. I just wanna say this now: Don't let me invite the band back to the apartment to see my stripper pole.
He broke into my apartment to check his Facebook again, the beer is all gone, and there's a new high score on pac man.
He is now tagging himself in my pics from last year where he is barely visable in the corner. i feel like he's marking his territory.
When you get up and look at yourself in the mirror, don't be alarmed. The doctor assured us last night that it looked way worse than it actually was and there won't be a scar when the stitches come out
You have to understand, he didn't so much come out of the closet as he backflipped out of it with an accompanying marching band.
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
In the pictures there's a flower in my hair and also a lobster, I need those things explained
I asked him why I was having sex with him in the middle of having sex. It was sufficiently awkward.
I don't remember much, but I remember he called me the dick whisperer, so it must not have been all bad.
he was wearing a widestriped red gingham suit jacket with complete sincerity im not surprised she beat the shit out of him
If I call him daddy should I get him a father's day card? Serious question
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