May 14th she leaves my city.
I feel like having a party.
Now 30, a man continues to ponder his next steps after his wife leaves him.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
It's the little things...
Good. Get the fuck out of my city.
I count this as a little victory for me. Sure, I'll be leaving, too. But let's graph the magnitude of our moves. You are moving to a piss-ant college town. Me. I'm moving to a city that thrives on arts. I'm like Charlie Sheen in this bitch. By that, I don't mean a drug-addicted, mysogenistic, abusive asshole. No. I just mean I am winning. I hope you find the happiness you desire in your turd of a town.
Wow. I guess that was nice of me. I wished her happiness. Hmm. I impressed myself. Do I mean it? I'll save that nugget of knowledge for me.
I count this as a little victory for me. Sure, I'll be leaving, too. But let's graph the magnitude of our moves. You are moving to a piss-ant college town. Me. I'm moving to a city that thrives on arts. I'm like Charlie Sheen in this bitch. By that, I don't mean a drug-addicted, mysogenistic, abusive asshole. No. I just mean I am winning. I hope you find the happiness you desire in your turd of a town.
Wow. I guess that was nice of me. I wished her happiness. Hmm. I impressed myself. Do I mean it? I'll save that nugget of knowledge for me.
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