I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
I just don't have the heart to tell my mom you peed in our washer machine last night.
I didn't wanna be that girl that took a shit in the ocean..
well, i woke up this morning to a note i left myself my dry erase board, "dear you: i had sex with someone awful."
I fucked her and then she made me sleep on the floor next to her bed because she 'has a committment problem'
I tried to show my boob for free volcano tacos at taco bell last night. Not boobs. Just boob. The manager wasn't allowing it.
I'm just high and in my robe and I would suck a dick for some pizza rolls. I can't talk about your problems right now
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
remember when I told you about my grandma asking me about my sex scars? Less comfortable than that
holy shit i just had sex in a phone booth i so feel young again
Nothing says thanksgiving like acid flashbacks
Dude. I might have just seen some porn i wasnt ready to see. The chicks were so old.
I just need to stop hanging out with girls who drink wine coolers.
WAKE THE EFF UP THE UBER DRIVER IS TRYING TO TAKE ME HOME
I'm fucking camped out by the bathrooms. I think the poopatrator is in there. Wtf is my life
Almost an end to the saga.
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