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Because I just love to check shit off." -I love shuffle. Cause I just did this? Go me. "Before I became a secret agent spy I was put on this earth with a regular life Smiling and laughing and singing away But I could not keep my curious mind at bay I set out to answer a question of mine About human heart versus rational mind See, I thought if I planted my heart in the ground I could grow a heart tree and spread my love around I enlisted the help of a very close friend And we ripped out my heart so the test could begin And we watered my heart And we let the sun feed it vitamins And we waited for that sprout And I dug up my heart and I found it was nothing but dirt" ...12/8? I don't care. Love this. Hey, what the hell. It's January. It's been now months. Shouldn't people have forgotten or stopped caring by now? And yet, the question is still asked. I mean, thank you for asking me. I'm just really sick of being asked. No. We're not dating. No. We didn't "break up." We were never "together." Now please, leave me alone? Thank you. Sorry. That was upfront. It's all I know. So stop askingggg. Outline to finish? I might puke. Yeah late nights. Can't focus. Wooo. Jazz tonight and such. Just fabulous. And again, sorry. I'm just frustrated with everyone else. Also, note to self: Don't wear obnoxiously high wasted khaki material skirt when breathing is important. I can't feel my waist. <3 Fabulous. |
