Hot guy, man whore rep, huge crush, alcohol that will fuck you up. I fail to see how this could go wrong
Here's the level of my committment: I'm not participating in the Olympic opening ceremonies drinking game. THIS IS SERIOUS.
I'd like to be surprised that there's a picture of someone pouring champagne in my boobs on Instagram, but I can't.
If he thinks that that is an acceptable way to ask me out he is out his goddamn ginger mindddddd.
But is that really the name you want to scream out during climax?
You're lucky you got out when you did, about an hour later the girl in the Franzia box started wrestling everyone.
we broke the bed, curtan rods, a dresser drawer, and unless I didn't notice it before, we put a hole in the wall. This is why he and I have to fuck in motels.
the problem is i have six tabs of acid in my freezer and no self control
And then I fed you egg rolls in bed as you were screaming I'm moving out
I'm facebook/twitter stalking the guy I just slept with as he's passed out next to me. What a time to be alive...
He seduced me by making me nachos. It worked.
Just masturbating and watching Sports Center...is this what it's like to be a guy?!
Just whisper "I fucked your boyfriend" in her ear and be done with it.
if you're wondering why I texted you some girl's name at 4 am it's because you wanted to Facebook stalk the girl who gave that Irish guy we met at the Chinese food place her license and said 'call me'
Mom just walked in on a bj. IT'S WHATEVER.
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