Ladies always bitch and bitch to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies next time you're bitching, maybe look up to see who you're bitching to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.
Idk, I found it kind of sweet and ironic in a way, but that's just my opinion. But reading it brought a few memories back from a while ago, and it's strange, when that happens. Flashbacks, I mean. It's like then you wouldnt have considered what had happened that much, but then when you think about the situation after it's all why did that happen, why'd it get messed up along the way- its all why why why. It's a question we're going to be asking all our lives, and the whole time we'll be demanding an explanation, and more and more when the answer's right in front of our eyes. But I guess that's where the fall comes in, and then someone's hand reaches out to bring you back up. Or it's like taking the stairs two at a time, and you're going so fast you stumble and fall, and your knee gets bruised up pretty badly, a mark that's there, stagnant, till time heals it. I never intended to type any of this, but this is just tumbling out, bit by bit. I think it has to do with the Christmas spirit leaking in me. haha.
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE EVERYONE.