im surounded by vag. Like smog aound LA, i am suffocating in an atmosphere of pussy
You were asking people if they could pee on you while you shotgunned beers
four days late. damn you, makeup sex. you win again.
The old saying is "its not the size of the boat-- but the motion of the ocean" is obviously for those on the "Small side." I am of the belief that "You can't churn butter with a toothpick"
I got concerned once i realized you weren't there to hear us having sex. See I do worry about you.
It's totally ok to sleep with him. The only place I have feelings for him is in my vagina.
fuck your need to drink for whitney a thousand times last night.
I am convinced that after two dates and a few adult sleepovers that he still doesn't know my name.
I feel like we shud celebrate your sisters homecoming by having sex in her room
Guess I'll put him on my to-do list too. But closer to the bottom since we dated before. That's almost unethical.
That's always how I imagine things at your apartment...
Good, I'm glad you don't have some weird, skewed, clothed version of reality over here.
He was smart enough to bring a condom to our study date so I mean I'm sure he'll do fine on the test
My google history for last night included "Whre is johns house" and "wher can i buy nukes?" Pretty sure they're related to one another.
Well she just asked a sorority girl if she should fuck her floor mate so it's basically like the blind leading the blind
Which one have i been cheating ON and which one have i been cheating WITH if i met them the same night & have been dividing time equally?
Randomize
