I'm in so much trouble...
Jul. 18th, 2005 10:21 pmEven after 72 straight hours of
cursing his name and existence, three minutes after meeting up with
him, I had only one thought on my mind:
Damn, he looks good. Why did we break up?
I don't need this in my life right now. I've got too much going on, too much to worry about and take care of. But, damn, if he didn't look good, even better than he used to.
Son. Of. A. Bitch.
I'm in trouble.
Damn, he looks good. Why did we break up?
I don't need this in my life right now. I've got too much going on, too much to worry about and take care of. But, damn, if he didn't look good, even better than he used to.
Son. Of. A. Bitch.
I'm in trouble.