i wonder if she has dreads down there too...
I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
And then she started grabbing onto random guys legs, asking their names, and if they wanted to be friends... Haha, I love when the girls my ex's are dating are total drunken whores.
You and I should start a club for people who woke up on outside on a bench with no idea how they got there.
There is still throw up in my sink from before break. God I missed this place
I made an oral joke and he laughed... That's when I realized I wasn't Daddy's Little Girl anymore.
No way. Our relationship is based solely on texting and sex. A phone call would be too much at this point.
right before he passed out he said "take care of your tender spirit"
I demanded respect from my fuck buddy. Drunk me is not fun.
He kept calling my vagina a magic clam, and it was speaking to him, telling him to feed it his penis. I played along.
I stole something. Which direction out are you guys gonna go
Exactly best part of my night he took of his shirt and surprise traveler fanny pack
He stopped in the middle of us banging in order to check in for his Southwest flight.
The sex was so boring I heard the people having sex next door and I wanted to stop just to listen
You screamed out "happy birthday Jesus" followed by chugging Bacardi straight out the bottle
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