If a woman tells you she has been pink socked...don't move forward with her.
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.
We've reached that awkward stage of the relationship where he's in love with me when he's drunk, but sober him is still afraid of commitment.
He was the drug dealer that jumped out of his car to get my number
You know, there is no convenient place for your beer when you are on shrooms taking a shower.
walk of shame this morning involved walking through the in-home daycare that she runs while it was full of kids. judgemental little shits. on a plus, got a juice box and a graham cracker for the walk home.
There are eight sets of guys I've made out with who have the same name. It's like noah's ark in my mouth.
So would it be tacky to offer my services as a future attorney as an engagement gift for her?
being a senior sucks, I just started embracing my inner slutty college girl, and it's almost time to put her away...for like, ever. and i really like her.
Man...I want to get monumentally fucked tonight.
Blacked out drunk in California and woke up somewhere in Arizona, I'm pretty sure I got here on foot
so is it socially acceptable to send her an "i got my man back you whore" card?
Crying in Target on a display sofa is normal, right? Asking for a friend.
We left him in some bushes a few blocks down toward campus. Did he find his way home?
Tell me I'm drunk and you have to come get me. It's usually true. They'll believe you.
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