Aug 21, 2005 12:26
Yeah.
I can't believe the trip to the States actually turned out for the best.
I'm (dare I say) more M A T U R E because of it.
I think I've really grown as a person.
I don't really hate not having a girlsfriend. I don't stare at girls anymore. I don't stare at guys for that matter either. Since I can't find a really cool, intelligent, intellectual and funnee (and available) girl, I've taken a break.
Break.
Broken.
Broked.
Breaked.
"I can't believe you missed my heart (At point-blank, no less!)"
Don't ask what I mean by that. I'm still puzzled.
Really, I AM a puzzle.
Go figure.
Figure me out.
Figures of a well proportioned female.
Fat chicks.
Chicken fat.
KFC!
No seriously. Who of you really had any clue that me spilling my insides would end up in some stoopid crap about unhealthy poultry?
Put your hand down, dammit!
Call it aftermath.
Fuckin' aftermath.
She's unbelievably blue.
But It suits her.