hey boys, thanks for all the pictures of your dick you took with my camera last night...they were really nice to stumble upon while reliving my night in the breakroom today at work
shape ups are the best shoes to wear when youre stoned. its like walking on little trampolines every step.
while you've been gone this has kinda turned into some sort of fivesome-type thing. just thought i should warn you for when you get back
I'm venturing to your corner of this sin house in t minus 2 minutes.
I am still sore from last night. I can't wait for you to meet my parents.
Well I think I made it pretty obvious I wasn't in to it. I was drinking a beer while he was going down in me
I HAVE to find her. I've got a pretty decent pic of her footprint on my headboard. Wonder if I can get one of the podiatry majors to help?
There was this blissful moment of peace and quiet... then you ran past our window with a lit firecracker in hand going, "SHIT. SHIT. SHIT!"
You want to know how I feel? I feel like Cady Heron pushed me in front of a bus last night.
Everyone thinks I'm sleeping but I'm actually just melting.
I wanna get high and watch Shrek tonight...don't make me do it alone.
He's getting so into these sexts, I hate to tell him I'm fully clothes, watching Bring It On and eating chips and salsa.
roommates are droppin acid, i really should stop them from staring directly at the light bulb, but their giggles are so enchanting.
Was last night real life? Like did you really light your hair on fire
If he moved really quickly from "hi I've had a crush on you for years" to "send nudes" you probably were used.
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