The one where I smelled like patchouli and big red.
"Why would i put this in my mouth if i can't even chew it?" is what i asked him and he laughed while i bought tickets to brett michaels in the office... I dont know if having fun is the only thing i do well but if it is, I can't complain too much so I wont.
Her friends all acted like i was the best thing to happen to that smokey bar that night and i know that's not true but it didnt work to argue with them so i just let them live through me and touch my hair and ask me about life and what happened with us and would you do him and oh my god, my mother is at this table... I would tell them that its not as glamorous as it seems but they were so happy that i didn't wanna ruin it. Plus, most days, this is pretty fun. I wanna go back there more often but without the celebrity status. (ha)
I said see ya later and smiled at him when i left that afternoon knowing very well with how we are that i probably won't and though i'm not really alright with that, what am i supposed to do? This is pretty hard for me but i'll try and be cool and just have fun with it..
You're pretty good at being wrong.