If I ever fall in love again, just shoot me and get it over with.
It's not that I'm jealous, per se, that Boy and New Girl are doing Mass together before she leaves. (They're hustling her through the confirmation process just for that. I overheard all this during post-mass schmooz. Is that how one spells schmooz?) I don't want him to not do it with her. I just...wish he could share.
JUST SHOOT ME, DAMN IT.
There is no part of me that is not the gods' football.
Needless to say, will not be going to that mass. Will probably be curled in a little ball under my bed crying.
JUST SHOOT ME, DAMN IT.
There is no part of me that is not the gods' football.
Needless to say, will not be going to that mass. Will probably be curled in a little ball under my bed crying.