its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
When we woke up, I asked if we could play "what does your name rhyme with".....he said 'bave' thank god it was easy
i stuck my finger in my ass and it felt weird. but you know. it should be different when a guy does it right?
This kind of poor decision making requires a real cup, not a mason jar.
if this hangover is indicative of how 2011 is gonna be, i want nothing to do with it
This shit I'm taking feels like I've eaten every burrito in the world and chased that with an aquarium of hot sauce.
It's called "lets see how many European capitals we can do the walk of shame through in one year"
If I can't get slightly excited by the thought of his face between my legs then I know I can never sleep with him.
I just overheard this sorority girl saying "It's like trick or treting but for alcohol and with no costumes." I'm jealous.
Mcnellies. I'm drunk enough that you have a window. Capitalize.
we went to go get waffles and then i sucked his dick in a parking lot. average tuesday.
He fucked me so well and hard that the couch slid into the Christmas tree. I had to pull branches out of my hair.
I just spent 100$ at a sex shop to make myself feel better. And I signed you up to win 200$ so if you win, it's mine. And yes I'm serious.
My mom is dancing slutty on the bar I need more drinks to be ok with this
I should've known a straight guy wouldn't know all the words to Moana
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