Things I swore would never happen [again]:
Waltz with an Elvis impersonator. Bond with a baby daddy. Text the wrong Steve. Hang out at a broadway karaoke bar. Have the love of my life, bar none, sing happy birthday to me. Have him also play the song he played for me on our first date. Be the only straight couple on the dance floor. Get hit on by a lesbian. End up kissing her goodbye (it didn't suck actually. I get why you guys like us so much). Dance in barefeet on a barfloor. Salsa to the Spice Girls. Drink too much.
Things I did last night:
See above.
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