Hallelujah

When I say I like you. It means just that. It does not mean… I love you. Or want to marry you. Or have your children. Or build you a home. 

Sweet Baby Jesus, grow up. Find your balls. Be a man. 

I kicked his using ass to the curb on Monday. Wednesday he’s asking why I blocked him. Thursday he’s say HE’S done with ME. 

Ha! Ha! Remember Monday Mother Fucker? My silence was your ass hitting the curb.