'who am i even writing this for' me. you're writing for me. you may not know it, but i am there. thank you
And there I was, waiting for my so called "one true love" when really all he was, was some guy probably named Frank or some shit that is into something REAL weird; like making paintings on a Lite - Brite or etc. Sometimes I regret having friends who feed me into going on a blind date on a Wednesday, I mean seriously, who plans their dates on a wednesday.
He's a little late but you know what, I don't care. For all I know he could be a she, and then I'd really get myself into a pickle, because I'm not even a little lesbian, I'm a lot lesbian(lol). And honestly, I wish I told my friends that sooner before they coaxed me into going on a bloody blind date. But hey, the place he(or she) suggested is pretty nice, so I can't complain too much.
I just wanted to write something fun but a bit vent like (like is was from someone's mind while they were waiting for their date partner to arrive) and I'm honestly wishing that this could continue but I don't have any more ideas for it...
WELL @wordfather !
I MADE YOUR BLOODY MOTIVATIONAL STORY THING. ARE YOU PROUD OF ME YOU CRAZY MOTHERFU-
Thank you for reading, if you like it please reblog and if you want, try to continue it with a new point of view on the matter! :P












