15 April 2009 Wednesday
me: what?
him: you heard me.
me: .. are you trying to provoke me?
him: what difference does it make?
me: …
… O_o
It took almost dying to realize that aging isn’t a curse. It’s a privilege.
Trust is set on precedent—why should it be I who bleeds?
Life was taking way too long…who had breath to waste?
Everything is never quite enough.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
me: what?
him: you heard me.
me: .. are you trying to provoke me?
him: what difference does it make?
me: …
… O_o
me: It’s pink.
Dad: It’s not pink.
me: It’s a very elegant pink tie.
Dad: It’s not a pink tie!
J: You walk fast for a girl with little legs. (says the woman who’s probably six feet tall)
me: I had to learn to keep from being trampled in middle school.
J: Hahaha
me: … It wasn’t funny at the time…