I. He called Kris a bitch a cunt a whore He admitted he wasn't being very nice and I didn't even know why II. "I've been going with (I don't even know her name!) for 2 months," he said. Implying that she is all mine. Too bad i don't want her. Too bad i hate her now. III. His name I shit you not is Harry Richard "He satisfies like 9 of my 10 things I want in a guy," said she. But she still doesn't want him And she doesn't really know why. He showed up at her house and, she said, cried when she wasn't there. IV. I have concluded that this game of love is usually a complication useless hysterics So I don't play the game. Blissful boredom for me!
Reason for writing:
Some things I've heard about that make me glad I'm
single and not looking. Finally.
Birth sign: Not entered
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