I'm in Target and the lady in front of me is buying three Summer's Eve douches, a box of fishsticks and a giant bottle of vodka. The sad thing is I get it.
it was like, one of those nights where you keep going back to the fridge because you just can't get full. except, with sex.
My lips are red and swollen. Solid proof that giving head is a viable alternative to lipstick and plumper.
Nice just gets you lonely or dead. I don't like those options.
It was close. I was the girl scoping out where all the garbage cans were located in the class just in case.
This is why you don't heavily drink before 2 midterms.
I kind of want to throw a lot of things at him. Mostly blunt, heavy objects.
we were looking for paper towels to wrap his hand and i yanked a drawer out of the cabinet, it was fun so we just kept doing it. things escalated and long story short, he isn't gettin his security deposit back
i could've stared at her spine forever man..she was so deep, and she made a drink out of vodka and organic mangoo shit. i will find her and present that goddess with some fucking gummies
you're no longer allowed out of my sight at parties
You're doing a terrible job of letting me hook up with girls vicariously through you.
Nothing says casual like stairwell bjs
My heart stopped for a sec, but I snorted what I believe was cocaine off the floor, and I'm back in the fight
just in the smoking shack with my sister cheering on a caterpillar make its cocoon
I just meant the frequency of your blow jobs on a flow chart wouldn't look too promising
You did a body shot out of her belly button with a bendy straw.
Might be using my graduation money to pay for an abortion.
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