I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
so I have this game called 14 beers left. and we both have to drink 7 before we leave
i just walked in on him masterbating..to a picture of me. that definitely has to be true love.
she said my body looked tiny like it was a bad thing and then didn't even mention how great my tits look. it's like we're not even friends.
im still trying to figure out who put the honey mustard in the blender then put the entire blender into the freezer
I just had a 30 minute conversation about hummingbirds. That high.
I miss high conversations.
Swinging. Is. Amazing.
I'm sorry I compared your vagina to nascar
Tell your friends I said hi and that if they touch your penis I'll cut off their hands.
Hes a nice guy and all but I'm only interested in his drunken alter ego.
We couldve played the bring a random boy to lunch game but i made him go home
I still think he fell and scraped his elbow and lost his credit card buying 8 hot chocolates for hobos
So I just crossed my legs and I was like what is this lump on my leg? Oooh its my underwear from last time I wore these jeans...
He was super adorable, like I wanna pinch his cheeks while I fuck him...
we decided to take the jello everclear shot at the party...didnt think it tasted any different....o dear god...the regret..
I feel like the physical embodiment of the pot leaf eyes smiley face
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