Saturday, May 23, 2009

I can do whatever I want like you.

He's been a fool, I've been a fool. He's immature, and I'm going to be too.

I'm done, I've tried to talk to him, I've attempted to do all kinds of things. Now I'm stooping to his level: I'm going to be undignified. I'm going to pretend he doesn't exist, and on the off chance I ever see him, I'm going to run like hell.

Childish? Yes. Effective? Only time will tell.