thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] [life] is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. [shakespeare]


May 16, 2008

bus (I)

he: d'ya wanna come with us in the weekend? p. can come with ya if ya like.
she: we broke up, ya know.
he (surprised): really? how was that?
she: no big deal. we broke up, we're no longer together. simple. but we'll be back.
he: why d'ya say that? d'ya still like him?
she: yes, of course i do. and so does he. so i want him back, and he wants me back. we're just not getting back this weekend, that's for sure. i wanna have some fun.
he: *laugh*

yeah, being a teenager is to be sure of everything. i remember that.

4:43 PM

 

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