its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
If relationships were based on ego stroking and meaningless sex, we'd be soulmates
I will give you vagina for bag of have'a corn chips.
I hope my theory books are in my locker, but if not, I guess I can always share with you.
Who said I want to share with you?
You've sucked my dick, I'm pretty sure you don't care if I look at your theory book.
It's what America was founded on: former hookups referring you for a job four years later.
If the boyfriend of the drunk girl you just met asks her if she made a "special friend" you're going to have a threesome. For future reference.
She puked her nose ring out of her face.
They were scared I was going to get lost last night so they dressed me up as Waldo so someone would always find me.
It's 6 am, I'm drunk, and celebrating the end of finals.Go ahead and ask me where I am...if you guessed a McDonald's playpen then you are correct. Badabababa I'm loving it
Because guys aren't supposed to cry. Especially when it's over a dude singing a Christmas carol.
for me, it's working out the tricky timing of the Viagra and nightly laxative.
Lesson: Never rollerskate with a 40 in your hand unless you have a destination.
So I definitely fucked a guy while holding on to his pigtails like reigns last night.
The most literal cowgirl position ever.
Flatmate got laid for the first time in 3 years. I'm baking a cake.
He isn't understanding any of my Fetty Wap references. He may not be a keeper after all.
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