I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Just tried my new showerhead. Sex with Brian will never be the same.
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
We broke the shower door. Completely off. His roommates were not happy but I sure was
You destroyed the landscape if my vagina FOREVER.
Is it too early to start a donation jar for my 4th of july hospital bills?
Okay. thanks for sacraficing your body and risking aids for our snowcone business.
He had a joint rolled for us when he picked me up. It's how ASU does romance
Just stepped off the plane in St. Louis. I'm breaking out in hives, I'm allergic to Midwesterners. Can't WAIT to get the fuck out of here.
Next time I think buying tan-thru bikinis is a good idea, remind me of that time I passed out in one and burned the epic shit out of my pussy.
When was that?
Yesterday. Bring aloe. For my pussy.
We were ushered out of Medieval Times by a squire for making out in the torture chamber. Children were present.
Just had someone from Hells Angels snort coke off my tits...so I'm pretty much done with life now. 💀
He told me he felt the only proper thing to do was fuck me to the top of the corporate ladder
I just did a bump with my mom so I’d sober up for Black Friday shopping
There are 6 of us in a mini cooper and his maid is in the trunk...she needed a ride.
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