I woke up with ten beers in my bag that hoarded at the party last night. Rally? Its five somewhere.
Just had sex in the basement of the library... I knew I was paying $120,000 for something more than a law degree
I feel like a great embryo-shaped weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
i cant cry in cvs. not again.
I was to the point where my socks were drenched in ranch dressing
I'm in Starbucks carrying the boxes wine and the hubcap. So many judging looks.
and somewhere between crying in her arms and throwing up in her front yard, we became friends.
I think id rather titty fuck an A cup than deal with what happened tonight again. shits depressing
Meanwhile I'm googling glory holes in Vegas
I didn't have time to wash my hair yesterday. Ended up spraying some Febreeze on it.
I want your cock. I also want to cuddle you and tell you how amazing you are, because you know balance.
Now just crop his dad out and add it to the spank bank.
When he said he lived in a closet I thought he meant his room was really small or something... But he actually has a queen size mattress on the floor of his roomates walk-in closet.
So adding to the list of things my boobs can do, sweeping with a broom is apparently a thing.
his mom walked in while he was eating me out. and my vag was facing the door. luckily his face was in it.
Randomize
