I’m tired of the everyday routine. I want to be thrown out of it. I want to feel bliss and beauty. I want to be ravished and appreciated. Even just for a moment. I want love and complete trust. I’m sick of assuming that everything out of anyone’s mouth is BS. But more often than not they prove it’s nothing BUT. I’m sick of expectation being the reason for heartache. I’m even sicker at the thought that I would continue to expect anything but the worst. All I want for Christmas is to feel a moment of happiness. But it would be more realistic to ask for that hippo.
Merry Christmas Assholes, Stay Classy.