LA LA LA... "I CAN'T WAIT FOR YOU TO BE GONE..." LA LA LA

[fire_of_a_poet]

Brief rambling moment...

WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD?

When a stupid little thirteen year-old excuse for a girl

can ramble on about how much she gave up for a junior high love...

something "she thought would last"... and be taken seriously...

you know that the end of the world is near.

I mean, isn't it entirely possible that she is

Comments

[igiveita5]

I don't like you at all.

[fire_of_a_poet]

You are redundant.

[igiveita5]

I'm not being redundant. I'm reinforcing a statement so you understand the gravity of my dislike for you.

[fire_of_a_poet]

While that psychobabble may be affective on some people, the fact of the matter is, I really don't care whether you like me or not.

[igiveita5]

Effective.

[fire_of_a_poet]

You bet.

[igiveita5]

So about the whole Italian thing. Actually, believe it or not, my grandma was pretty popular back in the day and used to go to parties with...oh what's his name...Gadi?? I don't know if that's right or if that's how you spell it because I never really paid much attention to him. Anyways, they used to go to parties together and I guess he was a mafia big shot, and my grandma and grandpa met at one of his parties because my grandpa was in the mafia. They're so cute, silly, you'd like them.

[fire_of_a_poet]

well, I'm sure Mafia Grandpa would be disappointed in his Not-So-Maffian granddaughter who keeps calling people silly and claims to be able to defend herself with wannabe-kickboxing aerobics. Really, you disappoint me.