day after valentines day
you just kiss like a pro
I smell like weed, wine and melted chocolate as well as snotty tears cried on me by some ladies. But I had fun... watched the notebook which was shit, but the actors were alright.
I had a good valentines day... I got some cute boots and wink from a boy in the subway.
but something in me had the false hope you'd make some kind of attempt to contact me. And when you didn't... it really tore me in half. And I quit you. I quit you because I have to realise you really can't ever love me. And you never have.
you just kiss like a pro.
CURTAIN
Angela
brokentrain at 2:06 a.m.