Feb
18th
Wed
18th
Only if you’ll make love to me like I want you to, and you’ll hold me tight baby all through the night.
(Erin and I walking to Mark’s house with a plate of cupcakes).
Man: Can I get some food?
Me: Uh, sure. Here’s a cupcake.
Man: I’d rather make love to you.
Me: I have to go. (I did not give him a cupcake).
(via Vicky in Washington, D.C.)