last night I thought his shirt said yale... but this morning it definitely says old navy.
It's been over a month and I still can't find the bra I wore out on new years eve.
the guy next to me needed a pen, so I let him take one from my book bag. my panties are now being passed around the class...thank you for telling me you hid them in my bookbag.
You know the gilmore girls would be alright if it was on mute the whole time
In fairness it was pretty good sex, but I still wasn't expecting the mass cheering and applause he got on leaving my tent
He said I did a backflip off the thing on the doorframe and busted my ass. I'd give anything to remember
You're mold. I may or maynot have puked blood this morning.
I'm thinking blowjobs and wheelchair sex should be part of any post-injury wellness plan.
So is that the only criterion for shenanigans now? Don't die?
When i said i was brazilian i swear to god he started to tear up
I've made this amazing blanket/pillow cocoon combo and I am set for life in here.
i can't even hate his new girlfriend cuz she survived a fucking brain tumor. like that's just not fair.
He's 5'2" and his dick 4'8"
I smell like a mix of alcohol, sweat, and sex and its only 10 AM
I could see the visible disappointment when she saw my penis
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