why we had to, like, end |
You were sooooo sad when I, like, told you I was dumping you. "Why, babe, why?" echoed in my ears as I, like, gave you back your ring. Like, it hurts me really badly, more than that time I got cut from the cheerleading squad back in seventh grade. It just aches, you know? But you betrayed me last week on prom night. Our dinner, was, like perfect until you broke my heart. When I left to check my hair, so I would look awesome just for you, you ordered my dessert and your, like, doom. DUH, you KNOW I can't have chocolate, it ruins my complexion. If you really loved me you would have, like, remembered that. |