I was trying to have fun...find myself...be myself & f-you a-hole six months ago. I have realized I already know myself, i was the moron for accepting inappropriate behavior and I am control of my own single happiness.
I follow blogs that can spell, know grammar & have seem to have there semi/not-so-much- shiznet together. I have none of the above. I have a retarded dog, pretend beer pallet and charming smile. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh kamikaze all extremes!
I Love you. Come to Detroit and admire all the sharp dressed men with me!
ReplyDeleteThank you Mrs. Stone for getting it, i think. FYI, i have already been pricing out flights to the big d, and i don't mean Dallas or divorce, but it can't be in the next three month you are there. i want to visit... seriously.
Delete