Trollville

My dear annoymous,

You promise me you won't come back and here you are. I'm sure I'm not the first woman you've disappointed-- nor the last either-- but we really have to stop meeting this way. I know you surfed in here at first, but then you came directly to my blog. I think someone likes me.

Is this like when you were in the first grade-- I know you never mentally left there, but work with me here-- and you'd pull a girl's hair because you thought she was cute? If it is, I have to say that I'm very sorry. It would never work. There are some very glaring differences in our personalities. Such as: I think you're an asshole and you think you're human. See how they just don't jibe?

Why don't you try silently suffering? I grow weary of your verbal diarrhea. It's ugly, messy, and stinks up the place.

No love for you (bet that's not the first time you've heard that either),
R