Reach down the front of your pants and feel around for a while. When you find your balls, leave the library and meet me at the bar.
Drinking Grey Goose on the toilet. Don't make me graduate.
They seriously just ended our alcohol presentation by giving us beer cozies. I love college.
He sang nursery rhymes to my vagina to get me to have sex with him..
Then he told me he was proud of me for remembering that i blew him that night.. Maybe my drinking is getting out of hand.
There was an awkward moment where I was going for his cock and he reach out and held my hand, thinking that what I was doing
I pulled out moves I did not even know I possessed, our fucking de-throned gods
Jesus christ it's been two texts and we are already talking about dildos
I wish I cared about making my vagina as presentable as you do.
At least I made out with him before he made out with that dog...
I'm so drunk. Remember me this way.
Knowing that porn stars want to fall in love is the weirdest thing I've found to be beautiful recently. I'm so lonely.
And what in gods fuck were you drinking. It tasted like windex with a mixture of juce
He sent me a pic and then I suffered dick amnesia about the rest of that
I did a line off of, and then danced on top of a table older than this country.
Harvard is great.
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