I just want to write something fictitious and potent. Apparently I can't do either right now. So:
"Chelsea? Chelsea?"
I turned around. "No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, sorry."
As I walk away, one of the guys observes, "That's not Chelsea."
"My mile time is faster than my GPA."
"Dude, a 2-minute mile is impossible."
"How can a girl show a guy that she loves him without intercourse?"
"Send him a card."
"A kidney is 10G. That's all I'm going to say."
And yes, it was said to me:
"You don't even know the shit I've gone through because of you."
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