Fair warning.. porn on your laptop when you turn it on.. seemed like a wonderful idea last night.. until it died
All I can tell you is you will need a rain slicker for tonight's festivities. Any clothes underneath would be highly frowned upon as well.
Just saw the first guy I gave head to lose in the french open...some how I feel better that my mistake made it to the same mistake as our relationship, the third round. Don't judge.
I don't drink during the week.... well, except for Bailey's Tuesdays, which I have to start implementing further.
I miss waking up, opening the closet downstairs, and finding you inside passed out.
I just told you I can't. My fingers are melting. I have discovered the high.
Just went through campus. In the span of 2 min I saw 4 places I've had sex. And thats just down one street. Man do I miss college.
I rode on his Vespa around Florence and fucked him in an empty train. It was like a way sluttier version of Lizzy McGuire
i'm only riding in the trunk because they put the case of beer back here..
Number of twigs I found in my hair: 5
If those antibiotics mean you can't drink, ya might as well pack your bags and re-enroll next fall, because sobriety this week would be social suicide.
When he opened the car door the whole thing fell off. Even that can be forgiven via his monster cock.
I'm just waiting for the avalanche of beef.
And that facial hair. He might as well shave it so it spells "douche" on one cheek and "nozzle" on the other.
Testing the emergency boobs hotline
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