Yet again my drunken self has managed to find his way into the middle of nowhere with no shoes or recollection of what happened last night.
Then I guess you don't remember me driving you there after you tried making out with my girlfriend, dipshit.
It was an 11am booty call. We were both out of our element.
it wasn't a normal cookie, i figured that out 45 minutes into my exam
My lecture teach is passed out next to me. I think I'm doing pretty good for a freshman.
I don't even care that his girlfriend will be there. Us hooking up is a tradition and she will NOT ruin it.
i feel like there is just so much pressure to sex him up, its like the weight of the world is on my vagina.
Ok so you know that's gonna be legally viewed as kidnapping, right?
MORE IMPORTANTLY I THINK I JUST WATCHED SOMEONE GET SO LONELY AS TO TURN BISEXUAL??
You're an independent woman who is defined by her own actions and not by whether or not you have a man. You also have great tits.
I have a tab of a google image search of onion rings open and it is making me so happy.
I came so hard I went blind for a few seconds.
Tell him you want to lick his face. Didn't work for me but might turn out better for you idk
You are hungover. Your arguments are irrational an incoherent. We only played twice. Have some Gatorade and take a knee.
remind me again why we thought drinking hungarian moonshine was a good idea
because nothing says “let’s fucking rage” like getting a compensation letter and some company stock
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