My sheets at my parents place are clean. No braveheart but I can paint myself, yell "freedom", and sword fight you with my cock. So come over.
Ducking stuck downtown...all the fuxkig roads are blixkded
haha you were like: "I don't want to uh pressure you.." as you took your own shirt off
I just found a porn show called cleavagefield. no i am not watching.
just prayed to lady gaga in hopes it will help me pass my fashion merchandising final...what is my life?
Good cause the way I see it, we are down to DAYS left of college so we should have as much naked fun as possible. And Jenga really facilitates that.
In Denver there are more bars per capita than any other city also the healthiest city. That means lots of drunk girls and no fatties.
I am particularly sorry about getting dome in your backseat. And for thinking you wouldn't notice.
He doesn't need to speak English. He needs to speak sex.
I'd say it's a shame and a disservice to the world that we can't stay drunken shitshows to infinity
I only want to make out with him. Unless I get hungry. In that case I will take him home and screw him as a distraction from eating.
If you have a glass table... Put it up. I don't wanna hurt myself again, I just got my stitches out...
The last time I saw you, you were rolling around on the ground at the bar.....
.....well it was bound to be an interesting night since I was chasing my pulls with pulls....
Remember that time we got drunk tomorrow
I'm doing laundry from this weekend.. That poor shirt I wore to the rave smells like a dead animal that rolled in weed and pain..
Randomize
