Wrong Wrong Wrong

Someone passed me a number the other day.

I called just now.

We had a marvelous time and talked for an hour.

The moment I hanged up, D calls and we talked for like, 2 minutes.

I was like, this is it?

One year of my life and all I have is this?

It feels so wrong to be comparing and thinking this shit and yet it feels like a sign somehow.

Like it's screaming "Dangerous Area. Keep Off!"

But yet another part of me feels like a bitch for thinking that it's a sign and that Karma will fuck me till no end for having such evil thoughts and for doing these evil things.

I am one confused motherfucker.