LOL. Geez....uhhhh, back when I was almost 16, my boyfriend atthe time and I were having a walk in the evening. My high school is/was just a block away from my house, so we were sitting on the bleachers. And we kissed, but hadn't yet tongued it up, but I kept thinking he was going to, so eventually I just asked him "Are you ever going to FRENCH kiss me?" annnnnd that was met with a very sloppy, agressive french kiss. I swear, my tonsils got licked. And my expression was far from romantic after. Lol. I had a look like a cross of being about to puke and "EW what's in my mouth?". XD Lol, my kissing skills didn't stay that awkward, but it certainly wasn't a cinematic moment. I'd laugh at it now, but that boyfriend, I loathe his guts even five years later and every memory I have of him is usually met with me glaring at myself...
Help me get rid of my parasprite swarm!
Originally Posted by Moofingham
There is a vibe here that says "We're in this together! Through thick and thin fabric! Through cold water washes and burning hot irons! Though we might super glue ourselves to our projects, cut holes/gashes/oh-god-mom's-gonna-kill-me into the dining room table, we will stand strong together. Unless there is a 75% off sale at the Fabric store. Then you're on your own. And get the hell out of my way." <3