because neither one of us, wants to be the first to say goodbye.


single. pshaww. who gives a flying funk eh? like it's a god damn curse or something like that. please. i could care less really.

the fact that there are so many people out there in the world who are looking, should mean that in all probablility, i should have had a partner by now. but those are all of the ugly people. there, i said it. ugly. there are a million ladies and gentlemen out there, and about 87% of them are ugly.

it's not that they're physically ugly, although that could be it too, but they are emotionally tainted, crass, over-expectant, and anal-retentively selective. it;s those kinds of traits that push and smell and fester and cause disdain.

so screw that.

i enjoy having time to myself, watching old audrey hepburn movies, sitting in my room and doing nothing, talking to my shoes, painting small porcelin chickens, and buttering my shirts.

that's happiness.

what is satire and what is truth?