well there goes another one
this is just further proof that i am meant to live out my days cold and lonely. i will die alone in a lil' shack in the corner of town with 70 cats. my days will be spent sitting on my porch throwing rocks at the neighborhood kids.
it's funny how you can talk to someone for hours at a time, think you know them so well, and in one moment -- one split second -- your entire view of them could change.
i guess he really was too good to be true.
i did get one thing wrong though...i thought he was too good for me. the truth is that i'm way too good for him.
they say you gotta kiss a lot of frogs before you get to your prince. well fuck that. all you get outta that are worts and a disgusting taste in your mouth. not to mention the shame and humiliation of knowing that you just kissed a damn frog. no, thank you.
my fish is the only man i need in my life anyway. lol.
it's funny how you can talk to someone for hours at a time, think you know them so well, and in one moment -- one split second -- your entire view of them could change.
i guess he really was too good to be true.
i did get one thing wrong though...i thought he was too good for me. the truth is that i'm way too good for him.
they say you gotta kiss a lot of frogs before you get to your prince. well fuck that. all you get outta that are worts and a disgusting taste in your mouth. not to mention the shame and humiliation of knowing that you just kissed a damn frog. no, thank you.
my fish is the only man i need in my life anyway. lol.