Just so everyone knows...
I am done.
Done with being nice and done with being nice to men in general.
I step outside of what I have known to extend an offering of kindness and I answer and regard owls I should not and what happens? I get ignored and stood up.
Yes, I went to the sodding third corridor, waited for 45 minutes and you failed to show up so I am done. This is the end and I hope you are happy.
And, to Mr. I-Am-Too-Good-For-A-Relationship, you had no right to say what you said that night and I hope you bloody well are kicking yourself for it. I sent a letter saying I would forgive you and what happens? No reply. Fan-fucking-tastic.
So that is it. I am through with trying to be nice and I am going back to the way I was. The way I was before sodding men thought they knew it all and could do whatever they wanted.
Oh, and I am done with being a blonde. Turns out blondes really don’t have more fun.
I am now going to smoke my life away, probably shag the random guy every now and then and be the Daphne before all fucking Hell broke loose. So that does mean I may say something negative to you which may result in your feelings getting hurt.
It is clearly not my fault.
Blame it entirely on these two fabulous guys.
Good Night.
Done with being nice and done with being nice to men in general.
I step outside of what I have known to extend an offering of kindness and I answer and regard owls I should not and what happens? I get ignored and stood up.
Yes, I went to the sodding third corridor, waited for 45 minutes and you failed to show up so I am done. This is the end and I hope you are happy.
And, to Mr. I-Am-Too-Good-For-A-Relationship, you had no right to say what you said that night and I hope you bloody well are kicking yourself for it. I sent a letter saying I would forgive you and what happens? No reply. Fan-fucking-tastic.
So that is it. I am through with trying to be nice and I am going back to the way I was. The way I was before sodding men thought they knew it all and could do whatever they wanted.
Oh, and I am done with being a blonde. Turns out blondes really don’t have more fun.
I am now going to smoke my life away, probably shag the random guy every now and then and be the Daphne before all fucking Hell broke loose. So that does mean I may say something negative to you which may result in your feelings getting hurt.
It is clearly not my fault.
Blame it entirely on these two fabulous guys.
Good Night.