Ingenious.
"You make me come,
You make me complete,
You make me completely miserable."
I could go on and on about how true these lyrics are and how they pretty much describe the path of most (if not all) relationships, but I think the lyrics speak for themselves.
Today was a busy day at work. The first weekend in July is usually a pretty big selling weekend, and today we made the most the store has ever made in one day.
A few couples came in together, I got to help out one threesome (The guy was UGLY as hell and all I could think was... wtf were they thinking?! Maybe he's just that good in bed. Lucky them?), but most of the people who came in were by themselves. They have no one to start fireworks with for the holiday, so they decided to have fun on their own.
What ever happened to having summer flings? Are people just not as horny as they used to be?
Private
I haven't had a fling since high school. Damn I need to get laid. Maybe I'll bump into some hot guy at that one-armed woman's rooftop party and we'll somehow fall into bed together. My very own fuck buddy who lives in the same apartment complex! If only...
Ugh I hate being a romantic.
You make me complete,
You make me completely miserable."
I could go on and on about how true these lyrics are and how they pretty much describe the path of most (if not all) relationships, but I think the lyrics speak for themselves.
Today was a busy day at work. The first weekend in July is usually a pretty big selling weekend, and today we made the most the store has ever made in one day.
A few couples came in together, I got to help out one threesome (The guy was UGLY as hell and all I could think was... wtf were they thinking?! Maybe he's just that good in bed. Lucky them?), but most of the people who came in were by themselves. They have no one to start fireworks with for the holiday, so they decided to have fun on their own.
What ever happened to having summer flings? Are people just not as horny as they used to be?
Private
I haven't had a fling since high school. Damn I need to get laid. Maybe I'll bump into some hot guy at that one-armed woman's rooftop party and we'll somehow fall into bed together. My very own fuck buddy who lives in the same apartment complex! If only...
Ugh I hate being a romantic.