I have a feeling that after last night, i'm not just going to hell. i'm going to hell on a full scholarship. free admission bitches
Heard it's your birthday. I can't send pictures, but go ahead and imagine my balls.
i crashed through a building. if that counts then yes, i went out with a bang.
just saw someone whip out a flask during lecture... I think I found a study partner
I realize now that I left my pants on that table in the downstairs bathroom at you house on Tuesday....
The liquor store manager told us to drink responsible as we checked out and we laughed to his face. Like we're buying karkov at noon, responsibility is out of the question
Can we end it on a good note at least? Can we fuck and then never talk again?
For her birthday she wants to, " try something different with our butts a funnel and a bottle of whiskey"
You are the alcoholic guardian angel of raccoons
I would have gladly let him decapitate me with the way he was biting on my neck.
Great night. I'm in the middle of explaining to her how the stock market works and she just rips my pants off and starts blowing me. Nerdiest blowjob ever.
You slammed your face into the toilet and declared you were moving your bed into the bathroom in the morning. Also, you insisted on crawling everywhere because feet are "overrated."
If you can't have hot, loud sex in a dorm for the last time ever, what can you do in this world?
She used to be cute, back when we were young.
Oh well, so were platform jellies. Shit changes.
Can we skype so I'm not drinking alone?
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