I looked him in the face and asked if we could stop. he asked why. I said "I can't feel it.". ...I feel bad; I should have faked.
some guy just got out of his chair quietly. Laid down on the floor and is now asleep in between rows in my lecture hall. He must have had a rough night.
Any particular reason you put 2 smashed up limes in my back pocket last night?
just heard a glass bottle fall in lecture and my first thought was to yell party foul.....is it friday yet?
They make twin pack pregnancy tests for girls like us
Fucken Tweens. They smelled like cotton candy and hand jobs my nostrils were offended.
He had bigger boobs than me last night and we both weren't wearing a bra so it was a fair judgement
He literally named all the parts of the vagina as he fingered me. No more pre-med virgins.
I'm gonna hop on that dick and ride it into the sunset
when I was walking home I wad so excited to see a cat on the sidewalk but it was really a traffic cone
I don't have any soul left to be crushed.
You can either drink his whiskey or be a bitch. Doing both is just mean.
New rule: if someone asks if you would like to snort a xanax the answer is no.
We need a rematch, I think my pussy was on vacation the other night.
if you want the landscaping job, the uniform is a speedo. no exceptions.
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