So I keep hearing the phrase
"You'll find someone who deserves you"
The real lesson here, before I get too far ahead of myself is
Wear rubber boots when you go out stomping in the rain.
OBEY YOUR INSTINCTS, DRINK GATORADE!
Trust no one with your hairpiece.
Now there may be ineuendo in there, there may be a legitimate message...
But like fuck if I'll actually admit it.
I've got a smile on my face, despite getting the worst news I've received since my grampa died. Worse than rejection letters, worse than credit fraud, worse than court summons.
And no.
I'm not telling you about it.
It's bad... why am I smiling?
No really, I'm asking.
Why am I smiling?
It's ... really, really bad.
But its not my fault.
Just another knife in my heart.
The next...
big scary damn box...
isn't my fault either.
And it's the last one.
I promise.
Two options
Good news... I already knew,
Bad news- a shorter game clock.
I won't know for a while.
But at least now I know there's reason to find out.
It's not just me being paranoid...
The last injury on insult is here.
No more diversions...
One last fucking door.
One last big scary fucking door.
Painted red, iron, and spiked.
Just begging me to lift the knocker.
