One Shakespearean Sentence
Me thinketh you doth drink too much
That you drown whatever needs drowning in numerous cans of Bud Light
Often until you slur the expletives pouring from your mouth
Jovial you are
Storyteller you hold my attention
You bring laughter to my life
You scare the shit out of me
Are you one big, walking red flag?
Should I turn and walk the other way for fear
You are just like him and one day the laughter
Will have turned to harsh words spoken on the breath of beer
Unable to control the disgust you feel for me
Because I am strong and you are weak
I’m not sure how to take this. I almost want to laugh…but that, I think, would be inappropriate.
I guess it evokes whatever it evokes in you, and if that is laughter, then you must laugh. I wish I could laugh about it. . .perhaps that would make it easier to know how to feel about it. As it is, I feel like a runner with my feet in the starting blocks, poised, anticipating something, ready to run at the first sign of trouble.
Ok. I feel like a fucking douche bag then. I’m way off, per usual. What’s the scoop?
Well, if it isn’t my grandma’s old. . . .hahahaha. . .just kidding!! You shouldn’t feel like a douche, because you never know what’s going on in my head!! I’m just debating a relationship, in my strange, discombobulated way. It’s all good. . .for now! lol
Well, I’ll look for a follow post. \m/
I hate an ugly drunk.
I was entirely too close to an ugly one for too long. I can’t live through another one like him.
Then don’t You deserve better.
I know I do, but some days I am a weak, pathetic excuse for a woman, and I am lonely as hell. Do you realize my phone almost never rings?? I float through life. I go unnoticed. I am tired of it.
Aww I would never suspect that to be true of you. You’re amazing, and fun, and funny.
Thanks sweetie!!! 🙂
I hate drunks, period.
I hate mean drunks. I had a loser ex-boyfriend who was a mean drunk, so I am always fearful when I think a guy seems to drink a lot. But I work with a bunch of guys who consume lots of alcohol, and they are some of the best guys I know, so I think it just depends.
Where have you been beautiful?
Gettin’ me some! 😉