Can't talk. I'm at the Tulsa Sheriff's office with a bunch of rednecks. I bet I'm the only one that voted for Obama.
I bet you're the only one who could read the ballott.
Ok so the guy below me is either having sex very loudly or is very lonely
We started making out, then he decided to get naked, put on a condom, and proceed to dry hump my leg, sweat pants and all, until he blew his load. I thought this was college. I immediatly left claiming I can't sleep in other people's rooms. He didn't even bother taking off my hoodie.
shit went down at the bar when this girl with 'morals' totally cock blocked a married guy. she actually kicked IN the bathroom door when they were fucking in there. then we all did shots.
how many dildos make it a "collection?"
I feel like a cloud. A cloud that wants to be laid.
Well despite the fact that I'm still not entirely sure this isn't an elaborate/cunning plan to kill me, I'm in.
Walk of shame dressed as a Christmas tree, it happened. Ho ho ho bitches
he has a party story that rivals our "PTSD- soldier-with-a-knife" party story. I'm pretty sure this is part of some prophecy.
You got this. You survived the RA last semester (granted you almost got arrested but still.)
Did this whole conversation happen while you were shitting?
At least you got some excitement going on, you got weed and might die tonight, I'm just sitting here bored as fuck.
Just took an Adderall with Pedialyte so I think that's a valid answer to "how are you doing"
Do you think if I had a tempurpedic bed he would still be able to feel me fingering myself after we have sex?
Will exercising make me less horny?
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