Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Post-drinking

Why was I so foolish to believe those excuses? Then again I guess it was better that things never really happened. 

"She wants cold water. You fan the cup a million times, then someone else walks by with ice." 
"So?" 
"So love isn't based on effort, kid."
Call me selfish; because if I'm not going to make myself happy, who is?