I'd rather eat my soup with a fork
Or drive a cab to New York
Cause to talk to you is harder work
So what's the point in wasting all my words
If it's just the same, or even worse
Than reading poems to a horse
Shakira: Poem To A Horse
Ahh man, this totally sums up what it's like trying to talk to Michael atm. It's not good and I really hate it. But what can I do. He's being a right twat, and I can't change that no matter how much I hate it. Godd, I miss him.
I actually have nothing to report on here :/ like I have absolutely no idea what to write. But I hadn't been on here for a while so I figured I should post something...
Whooop!
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