Wednesday, June 24, 2009

But If I Do Then I Might Miss You, Babe

I just love how my brain decides, without any reason, to like someone and I'M left with the consequences. I swear there is no logic at all as to why, out of nowhere, I started feeling this way about Mr. Doom. If you asked me why I liked him, I couldn't tell you.

I mean, he's cute, flirty, and is pretty much the life of ANY party.
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These are good traits, I suppose. But I'm sure there are a ton of guys out there who also possess the same, if not better, traits. So why am I only attracted to him and no one else?

I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!!!

I'll say this though...the "consequences" are not pleasant. To say that I've lived the past week or so in agony is...somewhat of an understatement. :-\

1 comment:

Trixie Firecracker said...

Here's a very simple solution to your problem.

1. Buy cheap dartboard (and darts)
2. Tack his picture up to the dartboard.
3. Proceed to throw darts.
4. Drink.