I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Braces and a neon one piece. She looks 15.
i'm in love
Just wanted to remind you that you literally cut the underwear off a man.
I don't know what he did but now I'm terrified of mustache rides and it's only movember 3rd
Its official. Girls from Indiana do not give rim jobs.
sleazy september. first one with mono loses.
We left around 4am, just after you laid down on your front lawn to take a piss. After 15 mins I said "dude are you still peeing?" you replied "Nope, just laying here with my dick out."
At front desk. Got a beer drinking pigeon.
I spent 10 minutes contemplating condensation on grapes this morning.
I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a lesbian way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of way.
Someone threw up pink in the shower, there's a golf cart tipped over on the lawn and Cousin Brian is missing. What could Friday night throw at us?
I need an outfit that says "thanks for hiring me" but also says "i want dick in my mouth".
I just group texted a dick pic. Wonder who'll respond back first. Ashley Stacey or my stepmom
Jesus better clutch that motherfucking wheel, then.
I'M NOT PUTTING MY TRUST IN JESUS! I'M PUTTING MY TRUST IN YOU!
I love you, but seriously, that was way too long a thesis on an Arby’s curly fry being wrapped around schlong!
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