Mood: Pissed and disappointed.
Status: Mutiltasking and trying to keep from plotting revenge.
Wear: T-shirt and pajama pants. Very unglam.
Hair: In a bun. Got my specs on for a nerdy effect.
Music: 112. Cupid. Go figure. Listening to a mix CD.
Place: Sofa in living room. Laptop action.
Next move: Trying to forget him. He's forgotten me.
Last text I sent: 'Whatever'.
To Who: What's His Face.
Random Notes: Need to stop allowing people in my life who just aren't worthy. I have no time for users, abusers, liars, and such. Say what you mean and mean what you say and don't try to make me feel like I am in the wrong. You almost penetrated my force field but I am so glad I didn't let my guard down. You no longer get no love. Only voice mail and delete. Ciao!
2 comments:
....hope this aint the same person from ya monday "Attraction doesn't = Relationship" blog.
Nope. But that is yet another story for another time.
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