how do you tell a roommate that having sex on your bottom bunk is not appropriate even if she has a top bunk that's hard to climb to?
I had a wet dream about my mom last night. words can't even begin to discribe how scarred I am. what. the. fuck.
I wonder what it would be like to go to the dry cleaners and not have to inform them that all my clothes are stained with booze.
This has been the biggest binge-drinking season of the decade.
Speaking of roommates, Kelsey and I woke up to urine in our trash can. Neither one of us is willing to admit to it so we've come to the conclusion that someone snuck into our room in the middle of the night
seriously when did my vagina become a soup kitchen for the poor
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
I don't think you should be sorry for such memorable sex that I yell your name when you aren't around.
dont eat that thats our sex nutella.
I fully committed to my astronaut costume, to say the least. blacking out on moonshine and having a moonwalk of shame this morning: happy Halloweekend.
I just watched some kid bang his girlfriend and I was like whatever I'll just sit here and do all your fucking drugs that's fine
Joke’s on you. I got to talk to a furry about why nukes are bad and why musicals are good.
I just fucked her boyfriend. Happy birthday, bitch.
How was your weekend?
My girlfriend decided the best way to get my mind off of my dog dying was to break up with me via text
you yelled, puked and cried then passed out in the fetal position in your underwear
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