I Will Bravely Die in a Roman Arena, but Please Don’t Make Me Say “I’m Spartacus” in Front of a Crowd
I just get so nervous, so convinced that I'll reverse "beaten" and "bound," or forget to say "by the sword," and all the guys will laugh at me.
I just get so nervous, so convinced that I'll reverse "beaten" and "bound," or forget to say "by the sword," and all the guys will laugh at me.
First off, my name is Jonathan. No one called me John, except Billy Joel. So were we really even friends?
The bedroom. The native language here has more than 50 known words to mean “anxiety” and the local motto is “we’re totally fucked.”
Everyone you meet is fighting a battle of petty recriminations, narcissistic fantasies, and repetitive loops of boring shit and predictable disappointments you know nothing about. Be kind. Always.
I want a man who will text me less than Seamless when food is on the way, but more than Seamless after I tell them the order was wrong.
I was shocked to learn my neighbor is a serial killer. He seemed like such an asshole.