It’s A Sweet Life, You Must Admit
L to R : Creme de la Creme, mini Red Velvet, Cookies & Cream. Yum.
L to R : Creme de la Creme, mini Red Velvet, Cookies & Cream. Yum.
The hurt, the resentment, the anger, all of it fades over time. It’s true. Now you can look back and see the past happiness you forgot was there.
Is it just my genetic disposition to be slightly dissatisfied with all that I have? Doubtful.
In a few months, maybe I’ll find myself actually engaging in romantic relationships where longevity is an actual possibility. Or maybe I’ll just keep dating the hell out of this city, until it cries uncle. I mean, I need something to occupy my time.
“You’re like the Tin Man,” I tell you, expecting a protest.
“Everyone has their flaws,” you reply unconcerned.