After New Year's Eve I will be hibernating my life away. Only wake me up for skiing, schnapps, and sex. In that order.
I don't know what you told him but please make him stop telling me about his new video camera and winking
thank you for letting me use your house as a brothel.
Being high is an amazing excuse. I was using him for the potential of a beret, come on. I'd do that sober.
I just got peed on. This karma circle is starting to get vicious.
people in the room actually applauded when we discovered you had the ability to somehow throw up on your own back
If you do that, i will make all sorts of uncomfortable comments about my nipples being soft
We laughed. We cried. We came everywhere.
It's amazing
I want to run hundreds of miles and do a whole semesters worth of homework while flying on a unicorn and throwing endless glitter bombs
It's time to run my sex life like a basketball team. Got the lesson Clint!
He said that I started crying after sex because he was leaving to go back to Europe after the semester was over and I wouldn't see his dick anymore. This is why I need to stop hooking up with the exchange students.
Mom said it is up to us to plan Thanksgiving. Hooters or Scores?
Or???
I think I'm emotionally ready to start being a slut again. I'm excited.
let me wake up, find my pants, and find out where i am tommorow and ill get back to you on that
I'm in the upstairs bathroom. I went to the bathroom after class and realized this is not a shit I want to have publicly. I ran home. We can go to lunch, just give me a min
Randomize
