I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
found a strand of your hair in my car. it's 1 ft 7 inches long
wtf you measured my hair?
so just incase you wake up on the couch wondering how you got there--you came home at 7am, put ice in a cup--then you proceeded to put the cup in the microwave and melt it because you "wanted water". you then, fell down the stairs while saying "you don't know me" then crawled to the couch.
Dude, this old lady messaged me on Facebook talking about her grandson and wanted to know shit about me. I'd almost call her a cougar except she looks like mashed potatoes that have come alive.
She solidified the fact that the icon from Wendy's is the only ginger I care for
I need to stop making out with boys in plain view of half my class.
He looked like Harry Potter. I had to do it.
hot twin vs twin who's good in bed. why do my life choices same way unfair
the liquor store owner came out from behind the counter and kissed my cheek when he saw that i am back for fall semester
Why is the word 'best' written on my chest?!!
Houston, we have a squirter
The guy at the door just stared only at my boobs and said "I'm gonna let you in." 'Merica
Hey, met you at the bar last night. You probably dont remember my name. You and your friends came back to my place, you shattered my window with your fist then dipped. Your gonna need to pay for that.
Thats where this cut came from! Thanks for piecing together the puzzle dude.
He made the moves first, we made out...then we folded his laundry.
well I didn't shave for the hot dilf I banged last week so I'm sure as hell not shaving for you. Sry
I've come to the conclusion that my issue is I'm not fucking a guy with a headboard
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