He is like that thing on the menu you would eat because nothing else looks remotely edible.
Stripperoke is exactly what it sounds...
I feel as though the word "tired" has become synonymous with "too high to manage the stairs" lately
You could have chosen coming to fuck me over getting too hammered to drive. But you made your bed, and now you get to jack off alone in it.
Are we playing "how much awkwardness can we fit in the final 29 hours of 2011"?
yes yes we are. Go do something with super glue. i don't want to win.
I can't find a song to express how gay I'm feeling.
I had sex on the roof of the dorm last night ... I feel like a combination of spiderman and van wilder
I told him that I wanted his dick like I wanted a jumbo hot dog. There something wrong with my priorities
I'm not gonna lie. I'm a little scared.
Good. The Jell-O shots look great.
If I remember correctly I tried to steal a mail truck last night
I’m going to try to be less of a cryptic bitch this week. Should be nice.
I noticed while having sex on Friday that I have great endurance. CrossFit works.
Like if Ohio doesn't think I can get smashed on wine I will gladly prove them wrong
I responded with revoking his blow job privileges. Needless to say, he's learned his lesson.
congratulations on joining the accidental bisexual club
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