DM: maybe it’s just bc they did a number on sytycd about addiction to this song but yikes!
Sytycd? did you key smash? That’s it KitKat, you’re my drug.
I just think it’s about a connection you kinda can’t let go of. Even when you’re trying. It’s always there, like pulling you back in. There’s just not a lot you can do about it. That’s been you for me for like 5 yrs... that makes me feel old, damn. So, especially now I think about that song and I think about you, and wonder if or when that’ll be different for me.
As far as I know you’re already married to Q and I didn’t know you liked the rough stuff but if you want me to kick then kiss it and make it better I’m all about it Kitt Kat
WHERE: The Liberty Warehouse, Brooklyn, NY, New York
WHEN: Saturday, July 21st
WHAT: Jackie and Kitty have some fun at Serena’s birthday party.
This party was something Jackie had been looking forward to. She was all for celebrating Serena’s birthday, she honestly loved birthdays, one of her favorite people was actually throwing the party, and to top it all off she was getting to spend some time with Kitty. The other woman had agreed to let Jackie pick her up as long as there were no sweeping announcements about them being a thing. Jackie’s feelings were a little bruised at that, but she decided the best thing was to let it go for the time being. She just wanted to forget about all the other things going on in her life and make a drinking game out of making KitKat blush.
The night was going well. She’d danced and drank and danced and hung out with her friends. One of Jackie’s favorite songs began to play, so she empty the drink in her hand with one last swallow and went on a search for Kitty. She’d hardly let the woman out of her site, making her drinking game a real enjoyable challenge, but they’d gotten separated somewhere along the way. When she finally spotted the other woman the smile that appeared on her lips couldn’t be helped, that was until she notice some grotesque she-devil hovering, okay so she was a fairly hot lady but whatever. Jackie walked over positioning herself between the two women and glaring at the intruder before turning her attention elsewhere. Lacing her fingers with Kitty’s, she whispered softly in the blonde’s ear “dance with me”.
You could actually just stop at me, you know. Like just once. The question wasn’t asking for your top three.
I have friends that I love, KitKat, plus I like to joke around. But, you’re definitely first on that list for a reason. I’m trying to figure out how to be me and still prove that to you. You’re always first on all my lists, and sometimes only. Cut me a little slack, there’s like a learning curve to this.
