Saturday, September 10, 2005

What happens when I'm left alone, PMSy and in the mood to watch movies with a love story

I'm wondering if maybe, just maybe, I've been going about this whole looking for love thing all wrong.

All this time I've been under the impression that Mr. Right would give me butterflies. Make the heart jump into the thoat. Gershwin, god damn it.

I'm begining to think that's asking too much.


Maybe, it's time to just settle.

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