Happyyy day!

To Him?

When I was younger, I saw my daddy cry and curse at the wind. He broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it... My momma swore that she would never let herself forget and that was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist. But darling, you, are, the only exception... You, are, the only exception... You, are, the only exception... You, are, the only exception. Maybe I know, somewhere, deep in my soul that love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways to make it alone, to keep a straight face. And I've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable, distance and up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness. Because none of it was ever worth the risk. I've got a tight grip on reality but I can't let go of what's in front of me here... I know you're leaving in the morning, when you wake up, leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream... And I'm on my way to believing.


To my trouble?

Oh shit. Really? Couldn't this have happened like... 12 years ago? When I was... you know, in Kindergarten? We would have been such a hot couple back then...

"I think your gorgeous. I love your hair...very sexy. You're smart. Not over done like some girls, very down to earth. Beautiful eyes too." I'M IN BIG TROUBLE!!!!

I have found the.... "inspiration" I've been looking for.... the inspiration that gets my blood boiling.... Like the full of EVERYTHING, cute, kind, splendid guy... that gets me HOT?!? Whoa... I just KNOW America and Mona are reading this going "oh No...."


What's the catch?

Oh right. I'm totally head over heels with HIM.... Not Gets-Me-Hot boy... Oh crap.