Thursday, October 13, 2011

Roses On The Doorstep, Eh?

Why was he tagged in that photo? Is he the one she discovered? Did he do that for her? Wouldn't surprise me, he did it for me once too, minus the sweet note. Why does she look similar to me?

More so, why the hell do I care?

It was such a stupid time. Everytime I look back on it, I don't remember anything good. No, I guess it had its moments, but was just a fated disaster. I learned my lesson. Don't date people until you spend the time seeing if they're worth it or not. And don't do it because it's the convenient, easy way out. Don't listen to your friends either, because they think they know what's best for you and your relationships despite the fact that they're in shitty ones, too.

Ironically, I told Dorothy all about how awful that experience was today before I even saw Facebook.

I have no idea where that rant came from.

xx You Put The Keys In The Car And Drive Marz

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