Reinvention tastes like this:

Tie me down, I'll fly away,
Clip my wings, I'll hobble to freedom.
Knock me down, and I'll get up again.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Oh really?

Why don't you get a life already? Hmm?
I mean it's flattering that I'm your whole life, but honey, sweety, angel, it's gotta end sometime.
I've moved on, why can't you?

As for you, you're supposedly so done with me, so quit reading my blog. It's none of your business anyway.
Really, I appreciate that you were in my life, but don't go saying shit behind my back, either. As for the "going back on love thing" it was a double meaning.
But I'm done explaining myself to you.



Now that the bullshit is taken care of...
I'm gonna say goodnight to J then go cruise because the insomnia is setting in.
I'll be working like crazy this week so I need some relaxation time.

I keep thinking, where was this guy a year ago?
But then I think about it and it wouldn't have worked out.
But now?
Well, I guess we'll see, won't we?
:D

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