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.
...i had to draw her a diagram of her own vagina. including a little arrow to the clitoris. shouldn't it be the other way around?!?
Dude has a bag of wine attached to his belt. These guys don't fuck around.
I don't care. He smelled like a fucking chilli cookoff
I don't want end up bound and gagged in the back of a van headed for rehab. Bound and gagged OK. Just not the rehab part.
I didn't realize how much I missed him until his balls were back in my mouth..
I was surprised he admitted he couldnt keep up. We both knew but usually they dont come out and say it
I don't know why I've never thought to take my bong into the bathtub before.
new years resolution, not be in jail at midnight for 3rd year in a row.
Also, I'm sat on the floor drinking cava because life is just not working for me tonight.
Will that be creepy to wake him up at midnight with my tongue all over his body??
I'm drawing the line at your vagina. I will not accompany you to get that pierced and/or tattooed. There's got to be some mystery to our relationship.
I'm currently giving my drug dealer relationship advice. He's a nice guy and all but I'm really just hoping I get some free weed
"Being an adult" and "being happy" are two circles that do not overlap in my Venn diagram of life.
so at target i bought condoms, on sale undies, pasta roni, and martini mix. the old lady who rang me up asked "honey are you a freshman?" yea lady i am, thanks.
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