I didn't think it was possible but there may actually be TOO MANY pictures of me tagged shotgunning.
She gave me a foot massage with her tongue. I think we're both scarred for life.
We're learning about the color wheel. Hello college.
If my thighs hurt from cage dancing last night, I can only imagine how yours feel
i love that feeling when you wake up and have no idea how you got back to your dorm or why you have mac and cheese on your cheeks and eyelashes in your mouth
I actually kinda like her but everyone else hates her, so consider it a third party grudgefuck.
Look at my fb. It says single. That's the gospel.
I have a third degree burn on my inner thigh from the blunt dropping on me in the car
Because the guy guy doing the drawing either wanted to bone, or wanted us to stop entering the contest. Either way, we got concert tickets so I'm cool with both scenarios.
I also woke up in a guys bed in a Reptar shirt yesterday morning staring at a movie theater sized poster of the not as popular Air Bud franchise movie Super Buddies.
I remember climbing onto your table and singing"tequila tequila" into your candlesticks. I apologize.
The man at the checkout said "Somebody's not fucking around".
It's gonna be a good night
fucking him is like fucking old faithful. you could set your watch by his orgasms.
im ready to get drunk and forget everything ive learned this semester
its like probably shouldnt be sending pics of your asshole to strangers who work in the same building as you
Randomize
