begrudgingly i will admitt hat the whole "shelter in the storm" thing wasn't the stupidest thing he'd ever said. at the time it certainly seemed like it. i was just looking to get laid and why were we talking about shelters and storms. particularly when fifteen minutes later he basically was like 'WhY yoU sO AttACHEd to Me' bruh.
but at this point i'm feeling a slight softening of stance. or as i like to refer to it - weakness. sigh. so let's hope that's what this turns out to be because i'm not jumping in enthusiastically i'll tell you that. of course, i suppose i could just hold out hope that it just turns out to be really fantastic sex, it has the markers. 'i remember every part of you' was a good beginning . . . (hums : something just like this doo doo doo ooo)
in other news, tomorrow is new york and i am shitting brick pickles over it tbh.
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