I want to cheat on my girlfriend to get it out of my system. I feel like I have to or everything will explode. Does that make me a bad person?

Again, I didn't get laid this weekend. I think I have a problem.

I don't think anyone missed me over the summer, and nobody is excited to see me back now that school had started.

confession: i dont want to gain the freshman 15. is there a scale anywhere?

to the girl who was rocking a mini black dress with bright red lips at the BOZ house yesterday: you are beautiful

Sometime last week, I didn't really want to go out, but my friends kept pestering me to come with them to this party. They said it was going to be fun and that there would be a lot of cool people we knew there, so I eventually agreed to go. We showed up and there was a decent amount of people there- not as many as they had said there would be, but it was a respectable amount. Anyway, we got some drinks and started talking to some people. It was pretty boring, so I decided to walk around the house and see what was going on. That's when I saw her. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life. She had long, dirty blonde hair and incredible blue eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off her, and she eventually caught me staring. I was so embarrassed, but she smiled a friendly smile. It was so inviting. I walked over to her and started talking to her. We instantly connected and spent the majority of the night alone talking. Eventually, after a few wonderful hours of conversation, we started making out and ended up having sex. It was better than anything I had ever experienced. I was so happy. She fell asleep in my arms. The next morning, when I woke up, she was gone and her number was gone from my phone. There was no sign of her. I was heartbroken, until yesterday. She called me. She said she wanted to meet up and that she had something to tell me. I agreed to meet because I just wanted to see her again. She showed up at my apartment looking as beautiful as I remembered, but something was off. She looked upset. We sat down on the couch, and she didn't even wait- she just said it. "I'm pregnant," she said. I was devastated. My life was, over, but I'm not the kind of man to just abandon a helpless woman, so I told her I would give her anything she needed. "Anything?," she said. "Yes," I said, "anything." "Well," she said, "I need about tree fiddy." Now, it was about that time that I realized this girl wasn't a girl at all, but a crustacean from the paleolithic era. That damned Loch Ness Monster had tricked me again. "Get outta here, monstah! I ain't giving you no tree fiddy," I shouted. I haven't seen it since.

Pussy and religion is all I need.

I LOVE walks of "shame". I have a hot guy and I got some last night! Why should I (or anyone) be ashamed of THAT? We're all adults here. OWN THAT WALK OF SHAME, ALL YOU SEXY PEOPLE!!