Son of a B.

Feb 05, 2006 02:07

WARNING: Really Stupid Vent ( Read more... )

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_candyflowers_ February 5 2006, 14:52:32 UTC
Why in the hell am I sitting here, talking to a really cute/sweet/etc. guy about how I am bending over backwards to get his GIRLFRIEND a ride here for a dance...that I don't even have a date to?
Because you're cool people and don't want cute/sweet/etc. boy to be sad.

Why do I never have a date to anything, for that matter?
Because Johnny Depp is in Europe and Ben Affleck is working on a movie dedicated to you.

Why is it that no matter what I do, my parents never fail in making me feel like complete crap?
Because they're freaking crazy and don't recognize your authority.

Why is the fucking thing that you need to pull out of a laundry bag NEVER right on the first try?
Because the thing you pull out of the laundry bag first try is so much cuter than the thing you need so you wear it instead.

What is it about me that makes gay men (and only gay men) so attracted to me?
Because your attractometer is switched to the wrong setting. Flip it back to straight men.

Why am I typing this and sounding like a giant douche bag?Because it's okay ( ... )

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maryluke February 5 2006, 18:13:58 UTC
it's ok: you can complain all you want!

no worries....

love you!

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