“It’s not you, it’s me. It’s me not walking out on you, it’s not you not not walking out on me.”
story of my life. Except she died and I ended up alone again anyways.
Only one thing worse than being alone…
..is being with the wrong person.
Home run on this one, Carol. Congrats.
The make-up sex must’ve been fantastic.
Moral of the story….there are few things worse than watching TWO people who can’t swim drown each other.
What fools these mortals be. Great work, Ms Lay.
That was me, once. I remain ashamed to this day.
February 05, 2016