You, my dear.
Yes, you. (as in the reflection in the mirror)
You just had to go send out the Bat signal, didn't you? You couldn't just let it go- you and your damn neurosis; always getting you in trouble. I know you know how this is going to end, but you still had to go put your hand in the fire. You are treading on some very thin water, missy, and if you continue this behavior I don't know if you can swim out of it.
sorry, just reminding myself not to be a dumbass. Carry on.
Monday, August 4, 2008
I'm an addict for dramatics, I confuse the two for love
Posted by .Nicotine.Queen. at 4:40 PM
Labels: Dirty Laundry
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Ooh, you are one weird chickadee! LOL
Justine :o )
Did you come down with that summer cold, or not?
Justine :o )
You have no idea.
And no, I got over it, thank god. I slept a lot this weekend.
ha..ha..ha.. it's okay to talk to yourself darlin'.. it's just when you start getting REPLIES that you should worry. :)
We all talk to ourselves, right? Good to know I'm not the only one! :)
Did you put your hand in fire or something dirrrrty?
Does this have to do with Skippy/Speedy?
I did something dirty, in the cleanest way possible- if that makes sense. And No, Speedy.
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