“I once went on a date with a guy who told me, while being seated at a restaurant, that there is nothing more disgusting than seeing a woman put food into her mouth.”
See, once I know that my guy friend has the hots for me, the times of us kickin’ it old school are no more. Our once-pure friendship, based off of a mutual search for the meaning of life and a good ass time, has mutated into “potential conquest” and I see that as the point of no return.
15. What time is it… It’s been only two minutes? Are you kidding me?
You ever been in a social setting where you feel like an outcast weirdo who everybody’s secretly making fun of? That used to be me at all times, back before I became the life of the freakin’ party.
As much as I have wanted to be in an open relationship for many years, now that I’m in one, I find I’m not really sure what to do.
These people either intentionally or unintentionally try to let others know how amazing their lives are by covering it up with some form of self-deprecation.
I think the only reason the term “platonic love” exists is because Plato got friendzoned 2500 years ago.
In the last 24 hours I have fallen or tripped about two or three times in front of friends, random strangers, and even potential soul mates.
Had and erection in 9th grade biology. Teach thought it was my phone and grabbed it.
My issue with lists is what the list seeks to do. It presents itself as a cheat, a life hack, and then leaves you with nothing.