Wednesday, August 22, 2012
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I'm pretty sure I've reached the pinnacle of my sex life without even having had sex with this boy (yet). Going to a playground and swinging on the swings followed by 2am sexcapades at the park under the stars is quite indescribable. After kissing him in what feels like 99 different ways, it brings the whole kissing thing to an entirely new level.
We bar-hopped last night on E 6th St and ended up at The Eastern. It was my first time there, they had couches outside and were playing muted movies with music going on in the background. It was pretty much empty the whole time we were there, and we focused more on conversation and all sorts of lovely kisses and hand-holding instead of watching Dumb and Dumber. I think it's a good thing I've never actually watched that movie in its entirety. Anyway, close to closing we were totally in our own little world kissing and holding each other's faces when this song comes on in the background.
We bar-hopped last night on E 6th St and ended up at The Eastern. It was my first time there, they had couches outside and were playing muted movies with music going on in the background. It was pretty much empty the whole time we were there, and we focused more on conversation and all sorts of lovely kisses and hand-holding instead of watching Dumb and Dumber. I think it's a good thing I've never actually watched that movie in its entirety. Anyway, close to closing we were totally in our own little world kissing and holding each other's faces when this song comes on in the background.
... since when did I turn into such a sap?
"It was really nice to watch a dumb movie in an empty bar with you. I couldn't have asked for a better eve. G'night lovely."
Labels: happy happy Trish, kisses, texts, The Shangri-Las, Tom
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