There is a banner on a house by campus that says "welcome to college dads. Thanks for dropping off your daughters!"
Her roommate texted her and told her that her cat died. Now she's double-fisting bottles of wine while howling and wailing her dead cat's name. Not how I pictured this booty call.
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.
You were definitely doing something right. You could only see the colored parts of his eyes a couple of times. I was pretty sure he was dead at some point.
Bartender at the wedding asked if he was making my drinks too strong. I laughed at him.
I drank toilet water last night, I can't answer you because my phone is in rice.
I'm about 95% it's a collapsed lung. Go big right?
That's not a current picture, because if you look deep enough into my eyes you can still see morals. Not these days.
If by some world ending natural disaster I get into an actual relationship with this kid, should I tell him the truth about the web of lies I've based our current relationship on?
You know you're hung over when the glare from the cream cheese on your bagel is just too bright...
I'm on day 4 of clean eating. I call it the "whore by June" program
I wouldn't hate if he could handle a sex only type of ship. I really don't want to use the word "relation" in front of that.
Well I hate to admit it but at this point I can successfully say i have been pee'd on by both of my roommates.
I love it when strippers help me get other strippers numbers.
im tired of guys just wanting to hook up with me. im like, guys, i know im pretty and i have a slammin bod and i love making out, but cant someone treat me with respect??
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