So I show up, he's in the shower. I walk to his room. There, all set up nice, is a little table, two chairs, wine glasses, dishes and a candle. I'm thinking, "wow, no way, this can't be for me, how sweet" then I notice that the dishes are dirty. I question him when he gets out. "Bianca came over and I cooked blah blah." Ok. Got it?
So later in the ( Read more... )

You should have known when I said "what you'll never have" meant "please just work hard enough to break through my god awful walls and you can have it all" But now I'm glad to know that every call, every im, every day hanging out, every message on Myspace or Facebook, everything you ever did for me was just to get in my metaphorical "pants". When ( Read more... )

Roomie Hope asked me what I hate tonight ( Read more... )