Dear Michaela Elizabeth Clark, I am sincerely sorry for giving your keys to Optimus Prime and forgetting I had done so putting you in a panic. I really forgot and thought that they were just laying next to your bed. My apologies.
Dear Fowler M Fowlmasterflex, your beard is sooo awesome. And you are even more awesome. Don't ever shave your awesomeness. Or your beard.
Dear Jeffery Sladenbaucherschnitzle, your name. 'nuff said.
Dear Bailey Jackson, some day I will dominate you in hexic, bejeweled, life... etc. someday... until then. You win.
Anyway. Enough of that.
The worst feeling in the world might be knowing that the person you like, likes someone else. The best part about posting this is the fact that the person that everyone will automatically think of is not the right person.
The worst feeling in the world is knowing that the stated person in a life or death situation would choose someone else over you, even though you know that you would choose that person over anyone.
The worst feeling in the world is knowing that this is a hopeless situation because you don't have a chance.
The worst feeling is knowing you can't tell anyone who this person is because you don't want to start drama or ruin the lives of either the said person or whom they like.
That is my rant.
When life hands you lemons, you praise God because lemons are delicious.
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