The time is right now.
The decision is unmade.
The girl is loved.
But I really think she might not be for me.
You probably wouldn't think of me initially as the charismatic type,
Which is kinda what makes me so likeable,
Rather than projecting ego,
I really enjoy asking people questions,
Because everyone has a different answer,
To the same question,
You just have to ask them,
It is like a mathematical function,
But with way less thought.
I am a fucking retard,
But I'm a popular retard.
Me lady, she don't think the same,
She had friends, but I think they mostly abandoned her.
Red flag, but I still love her.
But we went to a festival this past week,
A horror movie festival,
And I only wanted to make new friends,
And she only wanted to stay in the car.
I guess I already know the answer.
I just live with her,
So I need,
To buckle up,
And face,
The consequences.
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