Just when I think things are going my way, the planets have to align and screw everything up for me.
Sucks when you get that feeling in your stomach... then it all starts falling apart.
No, Shea, not the H word. This is different. I don't know whether to let it go and hang out on friday, or to take it to heart and to go to the motel to forget all about it.
it hurts. thanks.
This is what makes me happy:
help me think up a name for her.
winner gets a prize.