you really need to stop walk of shaming home from theme parties.
Well, it's 24 hours till finals. I need high A's on all of them and I still am not sure where exactly on campus most of my classes took place.
You had already cockblocked me. The cops were just an assist.
We eventually get in a cab (after david tried to hail multiple regular cars and some sort of shuttle bus)
I just want to make mistakes. Like stds that go away with antibiotics mistakes.
The drunk fake out is her specialty. She'll agree to come with us and two seconds later we check to make sure she's still there and we see her booking it down the hall in the opposite direction.
Idk. It's not appealing to me. Like don't get me wrong, I love ur dick A LOT but I don't want to stare at it on an iPhone screen
Are you stuck outside of your house because you forgot to walk up stairs? Cuz I've been there.
I can't believe he just friend zoned me like that.
Dude, you're not even gay.
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
The fact that he offered to stop once he stuck it in my ass was sadly the most considerate thing anybody's ever done for me.
I've never been so tempted to check my phone during sex in my life.
You puked on yourself, then demanded to take shower. In which you kept saying "its raining"
The shrooms have turned on carrie. Change of plans. We're getting stoned and finding bacon.
we've talked on the toilet we're linked now
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