Stupid for Love

Tl;dr: Am I the problem for trying to sabotage my gay roommate's relationship? I transferred colleges just to room with my best friend. Turns out, while we were apart, he came out as gay... and got a boyfriend. I'm totally supportive. Really. So why does seeing them together drive me insane? His boyfriend is the worst, and somebody has to save my roommate from making a terrible mistake. Right? Except the harder I try to break them up, the more I realize I might be hopelessly in love with him. Is it gay to want to smell your roommate's sweaty T-shirt?

Am I the problem for sleeping with my cousin’s groom before their wedding? I did her a favor, really! I hate weddings. I was jilted at mine a few years back, so I’m cynical about love. But I won't say no to free food and a weekend at a five-star hotel. And why not have a little fun before the festivities? So when I spot a ripe peach, I reach for it. The next day, at the rehearsal dinner, I discover my hookup is the groom. That’s a problem. A big, big problem. He’s marrying my cousin, and I’m not about to let that cheating bastard walk down the aisle.

Tl;dr: Am I the problem for hooking up in secret with the local bad boy? (Everyone thinks I hate him)I’m an accomplished pre-law student with my life mapped out by my parents. One day, I’ll be a respected lawyer. For now, I’m enjoying college, writing shameless gay smut, and getting...