run for the hills, or in Pnut and I’s case Korea.
Every single one of my girl friends seems to cling to their past love, including me, in hopes to patch it back together somehow. These boys are not terrible, just clueless and lack the disipline to change. Or if I was feeling extra bitter I might just say that they dont change because they don’t love us enough. Either way we stay with them and just rebel on our own accord. You see, we had decided that we would try to date other guys, but after a short series of bad dates, resorted back to where we started. Maybe we are all not curious enough, not willing to try new boys out, or even give them the slightest chance. At the first sight bad sign we run for the hills, or in Pnut and I’s case Korea.
All we can conclude at this time is that the four of us are jammed in this small room. Two twin beds, with Meghan and Octavian in the middle, and at this time we are content just as we are, just someone please don’t light a match….
“match in the gas tank, boom boom”
~thanks p~
