Or what you write when you had 3 glasses of wine at dinner.
Either way.
My unlatered truths (as the list format seems to work for me):
- I am ambivalent about the man that is good for me (probably because he is good for me); I am harboring some apparently insatiable affection for the man who treats me badly - must be the uniform, and the love of the $2M words.
- I was going to write a riff on my super-interesting cab-drivers of late. Remind me to do so. It should be funny.. At least to me. Sad, that I derive a lot of self esteem from the compliments of cab drivers. Apparently, they don't care that I am fat. I was told I had a "face that would launch a thousand ships" - I liked it. Any wonder I am a fun first date. Haha.
- Okay, I guess I have run out of "truth", as I am tired. Spelling correctly is hard.
Is it horrible if my truth is that I wish the insouciant uncaring one would declare his undying loev for me so we could live happily ever after. It would make my life so much simpler.... but yeah, whatever....
So would being a fucking supermodel.... hahahahhahhahahahahahah
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