Take a bucket full of cynism, love and romantic trauma.. put it in the oven for ten minutes and you'll get me

Tuesday

Take a bucket full of cynism, love and romantic trauma.. put it in the oven for ten minutes and you'll get me

Stare at the wall. Pretend to be deaf. Pretend not to care.

But f**k this s**t. I do.

I don’t want to get married. Wait let me rephrase that. I don’t want to get married just yet. And if I don’t – ever, my life is not about that! But when she looked at me like that, and thought the way she raised us was wrong, when she thought she’s a bad mother. That broke my heart.

Now do I have to say goodbye to him?? Or do I still play high school.

xoxo
Rollo Tomassi