Well to be completely honest its more of a 'i wanna do things to you that your parents would not enjoy hearing about' mood
i kinda do this "flirt with girls and pretend to be a hot white guy named chris" thing
Definitely locked eyes with the stripper who gave me a lapdance last night as she walked by me and into the Ann Taylor Loft in Times Square.
This kid is drunk.
I hope by "this kid" you mean yourself and not some child you have kidnapped and gotten wasted.
He's a waiter, looks 15, and told me he loved me after only talking to me for 30 minutes. I told him I wanted a margarita. We got 3 free pitchers. I may have to make this our regular Wednesday night hangout.
I can feel my moral fiber fraying.
Guess who has two thumbs and just fell outta his car and almost peed himself
it went ok. then he slept in a parking lot and took me out for a picnic the next day. boys are confusing.
I feel so much better about my break up knowing that he's having his 26th birthday at Rollar kingdom\n
Is he the circus guy or the bi-curious street preacher?
He told me he was married and then fingered me on the kitchen counter. It was awkward to explaining the broken toaster to my roommates this morning...
Giving the guy pizza was a good idea. Leaving him naked on the pool table makes you my hero
I'm not the kind of girl that sleeps with someone else's boyfriend. But I'm getting waxed just in case I change my mind...
You followed me up the stairs while i was throwing up yelling "projectile! projectile! projectile!"
...okay, you can't just say 'masturbating llama' and not explain yourself
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