i am so fucking sick of people not being able so stop bragging or talking about themselves. especially when you spend a bunch of time with them, and they find gay little ways to bring up everything about them during conversation.
we get it, your proud of yourself. i was proud of you too, until you couldnt shut up.
theres a bat on my neck and its a big one and its got your number its got mine too and itd be quite content to feast on you, oh my word its crawling on my neck then he spoke to me, "horror, horror!" WHAT I THOUGHT IT WAS AT FIRST WASNT WHAT IT WAS AT ALL theres a bat on my neck
im sorry to say, the days of wine and roses are over. i dont know how you blinded me with words and promises for so long. this is the stupidest ive ever felt.
A common ancient proverb, this version from Terence. Indicates that one is in a dangerous situation where both holding on and letting go could be deadly.