At work this guy was at the cash register and he was kinda cute, but then he started stuttering and when I turned to the register to get his change, I turned around and he was kinda biting the end of a dog food bag. And I sorta smiled and didnt speak. I dont think he really noticed me, but after he left I had a good giggle.
Oh, and last night I kinda laughed about this guy at the library that had black and blue dreads and black lipstick on.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told.
Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow.
Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle.
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