was up yall im just here for fun








methods of love....
*kiss on the forehead ------------ "forever you will be mine"
*kiss on the ear--------------------"i'm horny"
*kiss on the cheek-----------------"we're friends"
*kiss on the hand------------------"i adore you"
*kiss on the neck-------------------"we belong together"
*kiss on the shoulder--------------"i want you"
*kiss on the lips---------------------"i love you" or "i want you"
*holding hands--------------------"we can learn to love each other"
*a wink---------------------------------"Let's get it on"
*slap on the butt---------------------"thats mine"
*playing with the ear----------------"i can't live without you"
*holding on tight---------------------"don't let go"
*looking into each other's eyes---"let's get romantic"
*playing with hair on head---------------"tell me you love me"
*arms around the waist -----------"i love you too much to let go"
*laughing while kissing-------"i am completley comfortable w/you"




i'll kill any loser who does this
Guy: "Can we right now?" Girl: "Can we do what?" Guy: "You know, can I be your first, finally?" Girl: "Um.....no." Guy: "Why?" Girl: "Because, you have a girl friend, who happens to be my friend..." Guy: "So, if you don't tell, I won' tell." Girl: "Besides that, I'm waiting for someone special. Someonethat I want to be with for the rest of my life to be my first." Guy: "I'm not special to you?" Girl: "You're my friend. That's all."Guy: looks forward and keeps driving. 5 minutes pass....... Guy: starts to run his hand up the girls 's thigh. Girl: moves his hand, "Don't touch me?" Guy: tries to kiss her. Girl: screams, "Would you stop." Guy: continues trying. Girl: moves to the back seat Guy: parks on an abandoned street and gets in the backseat with the girl . Starts to kiss her. Girl: pushes him off and scoots over, "Please, don't do this." Guy: "Don't do what, I know you want it, I can see it in your eyes." Moves over to her and starts to unbutton her pants. Girl: pushes him harder and says, "No, don't." Guy: getting aggravated, punches her and tells her to stop playing hard to get". Girl: crying, continues to fight. Guy: punches her harder, pulls her pants off, and holds her down. Girl: screams as he penetrates her, "NO, please don't do this to me!" Guy: puts his hand over her mouth. An hour passes... Guy: pulls back and wipes himself off. Girl: sits on the corner of the seat, sobbing. Guy: looks at her and says, "You better not tell anybody about this. If you're really my friend, you won't tell anybody about this. You know I love you."He reaches out his hand to touch her cheek. Girl: pulls back, "Just take me home, now." Guy: says, "Alright." Gets in the front seat and drives her home. 2 months later...Girl: "Doctor, what's wrong with me. I haven't had my time of the month in 2 months."Doctor: looks at her, "You haven't been having your "time" for a reason." Girl: looks at him and says, "Why?" dreading the answer that she was sure to receive.Doctor: "You are pregnant." Girl: faints. The story gets out that she is pregnant, and people start looking to the Guy. He claims that it isn't his because she was sleeping with every guy in the school(which was a lie). He goes to her and tells her, "I'm telling you, if you lie to people and say that I did you, I'll kill you." The girl is completely devastated. First, he took her virginity and got her pregnant....then he lied about it. So completely depressed......the girl commits suicide by drug overdose....... Girls, if this story touched you, repost it as "That's messed up" Guys, if this story touched you, repost it as "I'll kill any loser who does this."







This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last,
that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and
bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is
dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but
restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors
and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing
room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly
reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the
appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of
support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back
attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a
girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.





This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends
back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the
guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy
male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but
give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game
where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend
material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice
guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice
guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.








This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone,
and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly
dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you
thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all
ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the
best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in Halo2 to rant about a rumor
that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive
person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had
nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped
her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for
that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was
nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you
knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you,
justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re
just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm
body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.








The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps
more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they
should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what
I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends
at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is
that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim
they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen,
they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or
“he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up
with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most
frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to
lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their
too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks.
Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure
out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice
guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But
one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon
doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that
train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking
them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier,
finding the ones that are single.








So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice
guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described
as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your
patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your
party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile.
For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the
situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my
acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this
society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.





Repost if you're a nice guy or...
a female that does appreciate the nice guys.





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