no more hot dogs for you........
fine no more vajj for you
I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
He said "I know I'm not gay. I fucked a guy once and didn't like it"
My mom assumed I was crying because he was leaving. Figured that was better than explaining my eye's sensitivity to semen..
Someone just asked me if ur the girl that fell through the floor. I HAD to say yes.
he's drinking beer at home in his underwear tonight and if you want to come over the dresscode is underwear only. And you have to bring beer.
I'm too afraid that I'm 1. Banned or 2. Gonna be noticed by the lady bouncer I punched.
You hopped on the counter after puking, and told us you were wearing bare feet and didn't want to be alone.
Also, your vagina needs a time out and let your brain have a chance to make decisions.
I woke up wearing a lax pinnie under my shirt, a triathlon medal, and a dora backpack... I think I had fun
I woke up on a navy base in a different time zone. I'm never leaving tallahassee again.
I have the overwhelming need to take care of him. Both with my vagina and like emotionally.
She's so nice... She deserves all the dicks.
I passed out in your bed last night...there maybe a snickers and twix bar under your pillow
My breath smells like gin and sadness
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