I have thus finally decided to let the loser in me out.
she can wander around the streets, maybe do some window shopping, call a yellow cab by whistling or pull that skirt up a bit, sit on park benches and eat hot dogs dripping with mayo and make a pass perhaps? while you are at it,pick a blond guy if you could.
where? what do you mean? A tourist duh. pick france,please.
lets have some real communication gaps.
do not speak my language.
in fact you know what ? pick that one guy who will not want to talk at all.
and then,
she can come crawling back to me. and i shall pat you on your back n we can go back to real life from reel
An accomplished loser.
1 comment:
on my losers day out i will...
make that phone call n scream n may b cry...
tell the truth on my blog...
quit finance...
eat lots n lots of ice cream w/o worrying abt my weight...
read wuthering heights again... (god forbid)
wish u all the best heathcliff's girl on ur new journey!!
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