How is it? Sketchville?
cheap drinks and peanuts cancel out any form of sketchiness
Apparently I did my philosophy paper last night. It's not bad either.
He was sweet. He even warned me that his dick curved, and I quote, "more than a banana."
You have no idea how much I'm praying for my moms side of the family's infertility right now
He was at the bottom of the stairs showering himself with the popcorn, then eating a few handfuls and running around.
I'm doing this for my boobs. They miss him.
I had my first sober conversation with his roommate. I remembered half way through that the first time we met I was getting fucked on his counter
I woke up smelling like the ciroc you tried pouring into my mouth last night. I think my clothes are still soaked
Touche. Dude, I fastened garters. Drunk. I deserve a medal from a drag queen.
It was great. Somehow, sleeping with her sister cured everything!
That jawline could fucking have its way with me.
He told me that he wants to fuck me only wearing a princess tiara...How could I possibly say no to that?
Just a little drinking. So much fun and love. The world is a shiny wonderful sphere in the sky so why shouldn't we celebrate?
I wrote him a note at the end of the final. I'm hoping I can flirt my way in to an A or B
Wanna get business drunk and go play golf?
Randomize
