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Her:
Okay, I can't do word for word, it was too personal. But she told me about how much someone sucks at love. And I don't know. I guess something clicked in me and made me go into rant-mode. I think I was possesed.
Me:
Aw man. He sucks.
I say we get my asian mob after him.
We'll pretend like we had nothing to do with it.
And then we'll move to a private island.
and forget about all the stressful shit and just chill.
with our hot tiki men. and fruity drinks. and vollyball net.
and white sand that no one else has ever touched.
and so much happiness that it has to be contained on our island. And not have to worry about if someone loves you because love is stupid. It's just stupid endorphins kicking in. A stupid chemical reaction with our hormones. People take it way too far. I hate it. And I hate that don't believe in it. Because that would just complete our island, ya know? but no. Little miss I-hate-love-and-its-stupid-because-it-never-works-out-and-al l-that-shit-that-people-say-about-how-much-they-want-to-be-w ith-you-is-bullshit, can't take love.
It was so much simplier when boys had cooties.
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