You know what? I am so sick of love.
It's all about finding it, or losing it, or having it.
The secret to being single, it seems, is to understand and accept one basic concept:
Being single is a godsend at the beginning of the night. It just royally sucks at the end.
Personally, I think John and Marie have the franchise on that one. The best of both worlds.
Fuck. For the 30 seconds it took me to write this, I'll go ahead and admit it. Right now, at this very moment, I want a boyfriend.
As long as he is like a library book: I gotta be able to return him when I am done.
5:23 p.m. - 2001-06-06
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