They have to be talking about me. I never heard that statement until I was born.
I'm totally counting that party when he kept putting his hands down my pants as a date.
i just made a girl do the walk of shame. as a bumblebee. i love halloween.
She sang Bad Romance to me. Not really the answer I was looking for.
so...he totally just used scissors to cut up the weed. a wet paper towel to moisten the blunt....and a blow dryer so it wouldn't be wet. this dude either has the worst case of OCD or has the potential to be the next martha stewart.
he's 25, hott, and leaving for iraq tuesday, i wanna get in as much as possible...
your life is a nick sparks novel waiting to happen
well my dad not being home definitely made it less awkward to walk in carrying the bra I left wearing.
Life lesson today, a six foot hot guy I meet at a party CANNOT fit on my bike with me.
I just found a wine bottle in my shower. Must have been a good night.
My fridge broke, and apparently the back is missing. The repair guy just fixed it with a pizza box. I didn't ask where the box came from, but it wasn't mine. Reason #20 why rent is cheap.
He broke up with me over the phone while I was getting my bush waxed into a "D" for his surprise birthday present. Talk about bad timing...
Ah. Hot spring. Infinitely less skeevy than a hot tub. These North Carolinian dudes are all class.
My one night stand asked me out to dinner. When he came to pick me up I got in the back seat. I thought he sent an uber. Awkward.
Only thing that feels right is being horizontal in the fetal position
Just so you know, you called at 2 last night and kept making me tell you that I loved you and then when you got home you thanked me for walking you home. Incase you forgot, I'm still about 200 miles away.
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