Real Love:
Not getting upset that you vomited all over the outside of my car, and some of it splashed back on my face.

Also real love:

Cleaning my car at three in the morning even though you were drunk off your ass.

Needless to say, I had an INTERESTING Saturday night.

And now back to your regularly scheduled homework assignment.  

I didn't really get much of my paper done. Terrible, I know ( Read more... )

I hate writing papers that I don't want to write.

The end.