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Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Drop Me Like a Hot Potato


You meet someone cute at a friend's party.
You share small talks.
He tells you about his life.
You do the same.
You both laugh at someone who's too drunk.
He stops laughing and gets up to help the person.
And you tell yourself, "Well, he's not so bad."
He asks for your number.
You blush and give it to him.
He goes back to his friends.
You go back to yours.
You finally decide to go home.
He waves you goodbye.
You smile and wave back.
You get in your friend's car.
And tell her about this guy.
You laugh and get all giddy inside.
You get home.
And wait for his message.
You receive it.
You reply.
And he replies.
And you reply.
And he does.
After the 999, 999th text, he asks you out.
You say yes.
You both go on a date.
You dress up.
He does too.
You have a great time.
He drives you home.
And kisses you.
You both go on your second date.
You dress up.
He does too.
You have a great time.
He drives you home.
And kisses you.
You both go on your third date.
You dress up.
You have a great time.
He drives you home.
And kisses you.
You both go on your fourth date.
You dress up.
Only you have a great time.
He drives you home.
And kisses you.
You both go on your fifth date.
You dress up.
Only you have a great time.
He walks you to the cab station.
And kisses you.
You both go on your sixth date.
You dress up.
Only you have a great time. You get a cab.
He's with his friends.
You both go on your seventh date.
You dress up.
Nothing happens.
He forgot about your date.
No one kisses you.
And it's back to scene one.
You him at a friend's party.
He shares small talks.
With another girl.
They laugh.
You're pissed.


Guess what, honey? You've been dropped like a hot potato.

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