Ooooh. That's not a mole. Uncomfortable.
It must be a full moon weekend. All of my weird booty calls are coming out of the woodwork. I spent 40 minutes on the phone last night telling one why he is so creepy.
I'm a terrible person. There are two guys speaking sign language on the metro platform and at first I thought they were drunk and doing a silly dance.
Man now I have poo on my blackberry!!!
brownberry?
so if i die before i go back to school its because the thing we found in the hallway that i've been smoking out of is a crack pipe
seriously who else gets carried home puking from a fucking mary kay party?
Should I be curious about Jeffrey randomly sending me a picture of him holding a crab, or just move on with my life?
I don't think my prof knows we've noticed her No Bra Fridays.
making a list of all the places we've peed. separate list of places we peed when we were stoned
Long fucking story. But hey I got an orgasm and breakfast so I'm winning.
I'm a girl who met my last three bfs in gay clubs. Think I'm doing something wrong?
Let's be honest, I've seen a decent amount of dicks in my life and very few of them have been worth all the trouble.
His mom wants to come see the dorm.
Hide the whip.
so you can go out and drink with me then fuck me, or you can come over when i get home and fuck me, or you can come over before and fuck me, or you can come over before and after and fuck me... so many fucking options
Is it still sex if there's no nudity, no orgasms, but the neighbors bang on the wall and ask you to stop? I've honestly forgotten.
Randomize
