My prayers go out for the people that are experiencing rough times that happened in Paris, Japan, Baghdad and Beirut. Stay safe!
I had sex in a graveyard and was walking around nude cause it was like 80 degrees and I was all sweaty and it was like midnight or whatever.
So this car rolls up out of nowhere and I’m stark fucken naked.
I’m also white as fuck. I glow in the dark.
I make eye contact with the dude driving.
I don’t make a move to cover up or anything because idgaf about being naked.
I see his eyes widen….
With fear.He fucken books it out of there like a bat out of hell.
And that’s the story about how I became a ghost sighting in a small town in New England.
Why does this have so many fucking notes??? I leave for an hour to watch a Dan Aykroyd movie and???
I need more context on why you had sex in a graveyard
back when i was in 1st/2nd grade my brother had run away/gotten lost while my mom was at work and my dad was at home. we had no idea where he had gone and my parents were in a panic. my dad had me checking at all the places we’d been before but he was nowhere to be found. eventually they called the fire department and police because it had been 4 hours. it turned out he had been sleeping on the top bunk of the bunk bed he and my other brother shared and because he always used the bottom bunk no one ever thought to look up there. luckily for him and my dad, we don’t talk about it much
When babe sends you a sexy pic outta nowhere
friend: why are men like this
me: *pulls PDFs out of nowhere* you see when the agricultural revolution started
Sometimes you meet someone, and itβs so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or youβre in love or youβre partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I donβt know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
One of my best friends was meeting with a guy from tinder. They were going to go to a movie and then hangout and have some drinks back at her place. Her date asked if we could make it a double date; naturally she asked if I would go with them. And of course I agreed to take one for the team. We show up to the movie and they were nowhere to be found, turns out they were ASLEEP and showed up 20 minutes into the movie. During the credits my date didn’t even look over and introduce himself until half way through. My friend’s date talked to me more than he did so I got the vibe he wasn’t interested in getting to know me at all, which was fine. We get to my friends house and start taking shots, so he opens up a little and I can tell I really like him. My friend and I go to the bathroom and she gives me a pep talk about how I need to make the first move. My drunk ass left that bathroom, marched my little ass over to him, sat in his lap and and planted a big fat kiss on him. We made out for a long time and then I realized I got too drunk. I started vomiting. You know what he did? He held my hair back for me. I decided I wanted to go to bed in the spare room. He set up on the couch because I didn’t ask him to come with me initially. When we woke up he scratched my back and asked for my number. My friend and her date don’t talk anymore more but my date wants to be my boyfriend. What I thought would be a long awkward night ended up being a possible beginning to something really great.