So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
found out this morning via facebook that the guy i met last night has a wife and a baby and he took me to his apartment where he takes girls to cheat on his wife
i mean you met him at the daytona 500
i mean i should have known that when i started taking shots with my zumba instructor i was in for a rough night...
I am not ready to suck todays dick. Todays dick just laughed and came on my face.
I sold weed for gas money to get home. I thought that's what college was for.
I made her orgasm until she cried. Four years of only having sex with dudes and I've still got it.
Watching him is like watching a star slowly implode
Your stories are the best. I feel like you're a spy among the heteros. It's not fair.
I inhaled my own vomit, how was your night?
I took it upon myself to take one shot of tequila to have an excuse for hitting on my not-single coworker. It worked.
He just texted me a video of him jerking off. He must really be looking forward to the Super Bowl.
She's the queen of dating. She managed to get a date with a guy who saw her puke five times in two hours.
Wtf is this place? I don't see any alcohol and I feel like we were supposed to bring our own strippers.
woke up this morning to a baggy full of adderall and two redbulls..i'm gonna marry this guy one day
I am 11 times too hungover to give the eulogy
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