Apr 06, 2009 17:45
Isn't it ironic how we think of all the right things to say after the moment is already over?
How in that moment, we could've said anything, whatever was on our minds, but our minds were pumping too much blood to even find the words? There was so much to say, so many good, clever, witty, awful, degrating things you wanted to say to him. And now, you're sitting here, feeling sorry for yourself and trying to find another moment like that where you can let it all out.
Yeah. I guess you could say today I had one of those moments.
HAIRLESS RATS FTL !
:)