he's going on about how he's going to treat me right and wants to let himself be in love with me and spend a lot of time together. kids these days. like its not about sex anymore. i'm confused.
I pretty much gave up on you when you told me you couldn't go home yet b/c you had to stop at church first. It was 2 AM and you insisted you were late for mass.
so how do you plan on seducing my econ TA?
by telling him that he has a large supply and that i demand it...in my mouth. it shows him that i'm slutty and that i pay attention in econ
Whatever. I'm saving myself for my wedding night or a night with enough patron.
She told me that when she orgasms she just lays there like that baby from teenmom. Who the fuck says that
The first clue should've been that he literally had shit in his hair. How does that even happen?
if you ever get a chance to, fuck in a lecture hall. great acoustics. highly recommend it.
I have no idea. But I feel like I could climb a mountain and then have sex on it.
Jesus himself couldn't make a better sandwich
So apparently nutella and chocolate body paint aren't actually the same thing.
So I just sneezed blood everywhere. On the upside. After yesterday I feel way more confident AND I give even less of a fuck.
It's gotten to a point that when guys say "I'm gonna cum" I've developed a habit of responding "dooo itttt" in a deep voice. #isthatweird
I lost a bet last night, now I have to name the baby Fetty Wap, regardless of gender. Riley is going to kill me.
It's gotten to the point that I'm pretty sure I'm going to need to be legally drunk before I enter the voting booth this year.
that guy was staring at your tits.
nah, more like they were staring at him, and his girlfriend, and her less than adequate bosom. they pitied the fool.
point taken, oh mistress of the bosoms.
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