I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
you kept screaming i cant feel my vagina, it kinda killed the mood.
I love having hate sex.
he was sobbing,drinking his beer, all while confessing his love for her. awkward was an understatement...
I actually had no interest in him until he started talking about his 4 arrests. That made him go from a 5 1/2 to a 8, easily.
That fucking fat Asian kid that NOBODY invited is stuck in the dryer again
I feel like I'm a marionette being lifted around. Four Loko.
if theres anything i pride myself on, its my ability to look homeless.
Doing shrooms is fine until you get raped by curtains
I'd rather make snow angels in a pool of elephant shit.than sleep with him.
IT IS CHRISTMAS EVE AND I AM SUPPOSED TO BE HAVING SEX WITH AN ATTRACTIVE BLACK MAN IN THE NEXT FEW DAYS AND I JUST GOT MY PERIOD. WHEN PEOPLE ASK ME WHY I DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD I WILL TELL THEM OF THIS DAY.
How drunk do you guys plan on getting?
We wrote our addresses on our arms for the cab driver, what do you think?
Seriously??? You send me boob shots with your husband and kids in them???
No, I didn't meet up with him! That's when I had chlamydia.
Which one have i been cheating ON and which one have i been cheating WITH if i met them the same night & have been dividing time equally?
Randomize
