Ohhhh boy. Went to a wedding last night and let’s just say I don’t remember the Uber ride home.
The things I do remember? The magician catching his beard on fire and the entire reception reeking of burnt hair; oh, and the fact that I came close to hooking up with a married man whose wife wasn’t there.
That man came on harder than a dude who is just about to leave for war. Damn.
But I kept him faithful! At least in this instance.
Tub Stats
- 50 mins and counting
- Trying hard to text old flings
- Contemplating life and how annoying I am
the bad hag 