i don't remember but I assumed it was bad when I woke up with directions from his house to mine already pulled up on my phone
Like... Chilling at home with a movie, hang out? Or have sexual intercourse in the backseat if his car, hang out?
Just so we're clear, that's a yes to the honey, but if you get marshmallow fluff anywhere near my body we are never doing this again
She just landed. Popped over for a BJ and left. I'm a fan of layover layovers.
I don't think I have but I might've died. If I have then come get me, I'm in the flower bed. And still game.
Why is it that every study session with you turns into a hunt for drugs?
I'm on the bus, watching a girl shush her balloons.
I was cracking open beer cans, throwing them off the roof, and yelling "FRAG OUT!"
I'm watching Part of Your World now and I'm crying and I feel like I'm floating right along with her. This. This right here is some drunken Disney Magic
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
Will you remind me I changed my hotspot phone password to fuckyouprivilegedwhitedude
Between the deep breathing and nipple piercings , I thought I was in the twilight zone
Oh god he’s a clown I fucked a rodeo clown
you know you're sexually deprived when you're holding a warm taquito in your hand and your vagina starts to tingle
You sent me a pic of you peeing in two separate directions
and like half a dozen dick pics
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