I forgot I didnt work today so I jumped out of bed at noon thinking I was late. I got dressed and realised it was saturday and I have it off. suprise! lol.
Then I found an email from an "ex-mess around" that I had saying I used him and I'm a whore. OK........right, I'm a whore who slept with only one guy and you've fucked more than I can count and sit around and laugh about it with your friends......that makes ME the whore, right?
God damn I'm tired of guys.
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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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