I'm a Wishful Thinker with the Worst Intentions
I jsut got dumped flat on my ass yesterday. I am somewhat upset. But not really, because I really don't think that he cared about me anyway [even though we were going out for four months now] and since he did it upon hearing a rumor then I guess it just wasn't meant to be then, was it? I have to talk to Addy about it in second hour. Oh well, it gives me a chance to be free again. I am having a rose burnign party tonight, anyone want to come? This includes bringing any memoirs of loves lost, and burning them and letting out any or all sorrow, contempt, and hatred and letting yourself be free of burden of that person's painful memory. Sounds peachy, eh?