I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
We've got 2 weeks of college left-I want to feel like Gary Busey by graduation.
I need your advice and before you say it, no, it cannot be solved by a blow job
You clearly don't understand the power you wield with your mouth.
Then we all started singing, "Our house, in the middle of the street. Our house, fucks a lot of freshman meat". It was magical.
I really want to title the album "I want to make sex with your face" but I also want a job someday. Temptations, temptations.
I have a way to get him back. you're going to have to take one for the team and make a visit to the health department. you in?
Umm, ya, half our class is sitting in starbucks passing around flasks. Yes, flasks. Plural. Going to join them, we're all giving oral presentations in 20. Go hard or go home.
i feel we're the only people who'd use nyquil sexually
Of course the first guy who sees my nipple piercings is a Catholic from Nebraska who won't do anything but dry hump me.
Do you ever actually plan things? Or is it always drugs then whatever happens? I'm considering being worried about you
Nutrition teacher wants anything i eat or drink documented for the week including dancefestopia. Do you know the recommended daily ammount of psylicybin or MDMA?
I found out my butt plug has a metal core at the airport security checkpoint...
We celebrated our relationship by shotgunning beers on his lawn in our underwear. I may have to marry this man...
You gave me a bottle of tequila and introduced me to a ginger named cowboy. I actually love you.
Babe, Have you see my pants?
Try Jay street in Brooklyn.. that's where I last remember seeing them.
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