if only...
i tell everyone that they should grow some balls and tell people how they feel...why dont i practice what i preach? someday i'll have the balls to stand up to her. someday i'll have the balls to tell it's not okay. that i don't accecpt her appology. that it wasn't my fault...it was hers. someday i'll tell him how i feel. someday i'll have the balls to tell him that i can't stand being ingnored. that i don't want to put up with his shit anymore. one day i'll tell him...i don't care what he thinks. one day i'll have the balls to move on. i'll be able to listen to gretchen wilson without getting the goosebumps. but it's obviously not today. so there you have that.