She moved on and I feel sorry for you, because she overlooked your flaws, your temper, your selfishness, your inability to love anyone but yourself. She could have anyone in the world, but she still chose you every time. All you are now is a crease in her past, a scar on her chest, a memory that fades faster than a photograph of you in a sealed box, hidden. Maybe now she will fight for someone who loves her, instead of someone who sucks the life out of her, never satisfied, even with her beating heart in his greedy hands.
jxwolf asked: Yesterday was terrible and I asked myself " WWRD". So I drank some vodka, immediately added cranberry juicy to it while thinking "I can't even do that correctly". And eventually just ordered cheese fries from the burger place down the street. Point of the rant is: a random weirdo from the internet thinks of you in the best light, and hopes you and the gang are doing well. Xo
Thank you for the well wishes and for future reference if you’ve ever wondered WWRD? The answers are:
* make terrible decisions when it comes to men and relationships
*pour some vodka drank
* take off my shoes
I’ve left out the steps where I call and text and beg them to love me because I’ll let you guess how well that worked out for me. Lol.
Keep your chin up and never forget the cranberry juice or your Cranberries CD in the quad.
Mike said I should show the girls how to get truck drivers to honk at them but I only know how to do that by showing them my boobs…
Conversation with my husband.
- Him: we should knock over a convenience store like Bonnie & Clyde. I do have my pistol. Think of all the money we could save.
- Me: We are in Texas. I'm pretty sure everyone has a gun and its a lot bigger than yours. Might be a euphemism.
- Him: It's not the size of the gun It's what you can do with it.
- Me: Well in that case we're both gonna be badly fucked.
Since we’re driving in 2 separate vehicles we got walkie tAlkie radios to keep contact and we all got names
Papa smurf is Mike
Beardless Dragon is Mikey
Fat bottom girl is me
Aubree is Left eye
Charity is cherry bomb and Mia is Kibbles n bits.
We like to use such phrases as we’re coming up your rear and I have visual confirmation. Mia likes to yell I’ve got something von thermal!!! Because well she’s mia.
We can’t go faster than 73 miles per hour so that’s fun at this rate we will be in Colorado on time for next years red rocks performances.
Time to drive this ark to the promised land. I can almost smell the good ganjuju
I’m in a hotel room ONE THAT IS NOT IN ALABAMA- trying to keep my shit together enough for the sleep meds to kick in so I can go to bed and wake up and drive another 8 hours in the car with 2 cats, a dog 3 daughters and a radio that only gets 5 stations all of which are either Christian Rock Radio or Country and not the kind I grew up on, the terrible shitty kind they make now.
There was no YOU ARE NOW LEAVING ALABAMA sign at our crossing and this was almost as detrimental to me as the past 3 months so I just sucked it up and flipped off the Mississippi Alabama border and continued to not think about anything while I drove.
So that’s it I am no longer in Alabama, my birthday is coming up and I have so many stupid emotions I’m going to just put them all in a condom and flush them down the toilet like I should have all that sperm I swallowed.
So here’s to another tomorrow and a future brighter than the day glo leg warmers I wore on the day I started 6th grade 21 years ago.