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.
its like playing clue every morning after we party. she did him in the kitchen with..oh god.
I have your camera. You have 35 naked pictures of me. you're welcome.
All of my current injuries can be related back to sex.
Get out here. Doing shots with the delivery guy. Also, the food is here
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
We need to pull ourselves out of this slump. We need dick and lots of it. We are going to fuck our way to happiness.
He asked me to spit in his mouth. I did. Never let me hook up with this guy again.
They are taking turns pissing on the fire. This is my life.
I just rolled over in bed and felt a bump. Turns out it was a lil nug. Talk about being princess and the weed.
I slept awesome next to you. You're like an electric blanket that I can have morning sex with.
Which is worse that I came in public or that no one noticed?
He's really cute...He stopped talking to me because i pulled my skirt up and peed in a demi plie position...
Never underestimate the power of titties
Yeah, we got drunk and stole road signs.
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