Friday, August 20, 2004
ever seen your boyfriend talking to some ugly dumbfuck slut, who's just trying to lure him away? just standing and oozing with the uglies? just while you were out to grab a megazine or cigarettes? or picking up the dry cleaning or whatever you need to do. momentarily
. while your boyfriend was just waiting outside. across the street.
and then as you try to cross the street, you see your boyfriend talking to ms. dumbfuck,--as i shall name her--interested. and only interested because for some fucknut reason [that's he's male], he doesn't know what is happening.
you're just standing there glaring, hoping that somehow your eyes will beam lasers or something to shoot that dumbfuck down. your face and ears are going all tomato red with fury--and it's feeling awfully hot and red, too--when you realize there are no cars. you can cross the street and give that slut a good bitching. and maybe some good ass-kicking. but i don't think we need to go that far, considering by then it will be quite clear that she needs to do the world a favour and kill herself.
then it hits you.
he's not your boyfriend.
he's just some really good looking guy with an ugly slut.
of course, this didn't really happen to me. this was just what came into my mind randomly at the moment. perhaps because the guy looked familiar, and he was good looking. more so on the latter. or maybe it was balanced. i can't remember now. i just thought it was pretty funny how that whole scenario appeared in my head.
on another note, i've recently realized that i haven't seen sadia all week. nor have i had a normal conversation with her...not that our conversations are normal.
i think i've got used to her presence since the summer.
i guess there are some people in this world that i don't mind, after all.
| lily* || 0 || 1:43 a.m. |