In other news, I'm apparently a huge flirt. Not sure when I developed that ability. I guess I can see where I've been one, just not sure when I broke out of my sorely abused ADHD mentality and was able to conduct a conversation with a girl that I looked good in the end. I'm not gonna lie, I like the label, a bit too much if you know me at all, but eh, there are worse things to be good at. On the plus side, I'm more afraid of disappointing my Lord and Savior than a pretty face. Gosh if that encompassed every aspect of my life. Like I've said, life goes on.
Self pity is kind of like a rocking chair, it gets you going, but you never really get anywhere.

2 comments:
To The Pompous:
I resent that rocking chair.
-Miss Self-Pity
I knew you would like that blog post, even though none of it was directed at you.
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