Stoned out of my mind with my best friend and watching Labyrinth 40 minutes before my birthday. What a dayyy.
Oh durp.
So I just realized that my wrists are bruised pretty bad and hurt to the touch. I couldn’t figure out what it was for the past two days AND THEN remembered that I did indeed sleep over at Joe’s house two days ago, and we did indeed have handcuff play. I’m so entirely amused right now that the reason why they’re bruised didn’t occur to me sooner. It was a good night INDEED.
