Is there a reason "Call me when you're legal" is written on my arm? I'm 22..
so i asked him why he doesn't wanna see me anymore and he said he was questioning his sexuality. cool.
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
The vodka told me to go iceskating on my frozen pool. I may have attempted.
eat the baked goods on the counter at your own risk... i made them while i was angry and drunk so they most likely have pubes in them
say it with me now .. the "golden" penis. his nickname does not disappoint.
After last night, I've decided I will now bang only men who professionally ride things for a living. I will accept jockeys, cowboys, bullriders, and pro bicyclists who lie and say they're bullriders.
Freshmen girls are like potato chips you can't have just one.
We fucked then made friendship bracelets, his mother taught him right!
Moments after comforting her about her boyfriend issues I found myself in the other room showing him my tits.
Well, that was my first dog walk of shame. Nothing says "I've got my life together" like an inside out shirt and a baggie full of dog shit.
How bad is it I'm looking at his cock while waiting to see my therapist?
He also reminds me slightly of a pirate which i find strangely attractive
then he told me my boobs feel like "if you put mushroom soup in a baggie." I don't know how I'm supposed to feel about this.
I am luring the porn star to my house with chicken!
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