No more Miss Nice 'Puff
Have been thinking. It's true, I think that nice guys finish last. Or nice girls, in this case.
Am nice to boyfriend. Boyfriend kisses pretty barrister and allows (admittedly prat-like) ex-boyfriend to run him off. Hasn't contacted me since.
Am nice to ex-boyfriend. Join him for lunch to be polite. Ex-boyfriend does everything possible to make lunch awkward, leading boyfriend to flee. Ex-boyfriend does not even bother to hide his self-satisfaction. Ex-boyfriend will be on the receiving end of a nasty hex the next time I see him. Prat.
Am nice to Pansy. Was pleasant the night Michael and I dined at her house. Tried to look after her boyfriend while she was missing. Sent her nice note upon her return. In return? Glares. Gleeful enjoyment of my discomfort, added fuel to the fire of Michael's discomfort.
Am done taking crap. Am not that fucking sweet.
Am nice to boyfriend. Boyfriend kisses pretty barrister and allows (admittedly prat-like) ex-boyfriend to run him off. Hasn't contacted me since.
Am nice to ex-boyfriend. Join him for lunch to be polite. Ex-boyfriend does everything possible to make lunch awkward, leading boyfriend to flee. Ex-boyfriend does not even bother to hide his self-satisfaction. Ex-boyfriend will be on the receiving end of a nasty hex the next time I see him. Prat.
Am nice to Pansy. Was pleasant the night Michael and I dined at her house. Tried to look after her boyfriend while she was missing. Sent her nice note upon her return. In return? Glares. Gleeful enjoyment of my discomfort, added fuel to the fire of Michael's discomfort.
Am done taking crap. Am not that fucking sweet.