weed salsa. i deserve a nobel prize
Laurln. I am dying. I am npt alive. Adderrall is not a real thing. Death is a rwal thing which I understandably
it was all good until he screamed "for fraaannnceee" on his last thrust
If you could come over after class and poke me with a stick to see if im still alive id really appreciate it
were you high?
When?
Actually just blanket yes to that question
It all started because he put my damn phone in his pants. By his crotch nonetheless.
Just bought a colored water bottle so my classmates can be so judgemental when I bring beer to class.
You're right, I'd say my real all time low was when I let that fifteen-year-old feel my boob.
Hey also tomorrow casually bring up wearing crocs to your sister's wedding
Ran into my statistics professor at the bar, he chugged a car bomb and yelled "x bar mothfucker!". On average I'm loving this PhD program.
He was basically a horny puppy - following me around all night and kept sticking his hand down my pants.
So far my survey results are telling me to pawn the ring. Thoughts?
Yeah, he fractured his ass by doing a canon ball into the bath tub....
i've got three words. i. was. spanked.
I gave him a hand job in the parking lot... now he thinks we're meant for each other...
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