Last week I got an idea to write about the hierarchy of fuck boys, as if there were some sort of level that made it ok to be a fuck boy. Upon realization that there is never an acceptable amount of fuck boy that would make a man Mr. Right I decided not to bother pointing out the differences between fuck boys because well, at the end of the day, a fuck boy is still a fuck boy. Or, like I like to refer to them Mr. Wrong aka aRead More