We're facebook friends in real life
We all know the best way to start a relationship is greeting while at least one of you are intoxicated, dual facebook stalking, and a two week long game of 20 questions via texts to 'really' get to know each other. In that order.
I wouldn't have it any other way. It's like a fairy tale!
ok watching intervention on tv. when i hit rock bottom - i wanna be THIS chick.
So after tequila Thursday, Jess broke her arm table dancing. Now her and Andrew look like the perfect drunk couple, matching casts and all.
Single handedly the worst sex I've ever had just went down. Its like we both laid there after word-less thinking about the other " could they be any worse in bed" ?
My summer fucks are coming back to haunt me with a vengeance.
Any idea who the guy in my bed tagged as rattlesnake dick might be?
What started as a "classy" double date ended with Jeremy and I tripping our balls off and talking to the refrigerator while the girls cried on the couch and questioned where their lives were heading.
We talk about tequila and blow jobs the way that normal people talk about the news and the weather.
He gave me a card that said "I'm so glad we found each other... In the pants" and a pat on the head... My walk of Shame wasn't so bad.
She busted her face in a tragic twerking accident. Marking the 2nd time I have peed my pants laughing.
Seeing someone hit Themselves in the balls with someone else's hand is amazing. I love being the sober one
I woke up to pee last night, got out of bed and proceeded to stand there because I had no idea where I was. Then, I heard my sexy as fuck personal trainers voice. Well-played blacked out me.
The hangover struggle is to real, just passed the drive thru window. Twice.
He was gone when I woke up. But he left skid marks on my sheets and our unopened bottle of Titos is missing
New Rule: No more sleepovers with guys we met on Reddit
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