Sick of it all
(Tonight's workout accompaniment: Arabic Groove and righteous anger)
I'm so sick of it. The half-truths, more than anything. The half-promises. "Nothing will hold us back," and "I enjoy being able to share what matters most in my life with you."
Well, nothing will hold us back except the OTHER woman you're dating whom you just happened to forget to mention. Until three days after a date. Upon which you mentioned you'd like to see me again. Uh huh. Yeah. Well. Good-bye.
(Tonight's workout accompaniment: Arabic Groove and righteous anger)
I'm so sick of it. The half-truths, more than anything. The half-promises. "Nothing will hold us back," and "I enjoy being able to share what matters most in my life with you."
Well, nothing will hold us back except the OTHER woman you're dating whom you just happened to forget to mention. Until three days after a date. Upon which you mentioned you'd like to see me again. Uh huh. Yeah. Well. Good-bye.
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