Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
I have a pretty basic diameter of my vaginal abyss. I'm sure it won't hurt.
There is a man walking 2 goats through the city.
Bonus: only one of them was on a leash.
So they call this "a walk of shame" but fuck that...this walk is fantastic. What kind of debbie downer came up with that name?
He's a navy seal. He can stick it anywhere he wants.
ENDLESS SCROLLING ON TUMBLR WAS MADE FOR HIGH PEOPLE!
I have vomit stuck in my nose, you should come with a warning label.
The trees feel like magic. Come fly to taco bell with me.
Now I don't feel so bad about telling everyone that he's 23 and needs Viagra. It's her problem now
Turns out the guy I peed on gave me a ride back to my dorm this morning.
You are a god.
doing the walk of shame back to your house in nothing but a bed sheet was definitely not one of my proudest moments..
Also I would love to pregame at your place if I weren't stuck at mine drinking laxatives
I love the smell of your bedroom. It smells of a mixture of cherries, leather, and unrequited homosexual desire.
I've never been to an orgy, but I would assume nachos wouldn't be out of the question at one.
Okay well for one he didn't speak any english but before any happened he made me use the translator to consent
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