you didnt say anything until i brought it up today. i guess i misjudged your maturity.
I guess I misjudged your gender.
So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
rainy day on campus = new personal fetish for girls in booty shorts and colorful rain boots
so I called to to smoke and you didn't pick up so I smoked and now I'm a race car
I just caught myself doing the gator chomp to my tv. I need to get laid.
you made your own hammock out of a towel and duct tape.
Our sex bag has now been upgraded to sex luggage, with wheels, and now features a first aid kit. Game. On.
I seriously think I got run over last night.. My sides are bruised and I got a ride home in the limo from the office.
Is it inception if it feels like another uterus is going to burst out of my current uterus?
I was hooking up with him and then someone banged on the door and shouted "When you get the chance, will you put the weed on the veranda?"
I wonder if there is a über wall of shame that you are currently on. Like between drivers.
i just teared up watching channing tatum in drag emerge from the fog on lip sync battle. it's gotta be PMS. either that or something is realllllly wrong with me.
Have you ever drank bourbon in your underwear while wearing a Santa hat and reflecting on the decisions of your life? Asking for a friend.
Things he has managed to cum on so far on spring break: my bikini, my back-up bikini, three of my four bras, two pairs of panties, four beds, six chairs, the floor of several hotel rooms, the window/door to the balcony from both sides, my tits, my face, my stomach, his stomach, my ass, his best friend's girlfriend's face, and his best friend's dick.
Just FYI spring break is over and you're supposed to be back in class but hey sounds like you had your orgy so congrats.
You just sent a mass text asking if anyone ever drank the blood of a goat in the glorious name of Satan...after that we confiscated any writing utensil
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