You can't get everything you want, unless you cheat

Ugh, I'm such a sucker.

Last night I went to Target TO MEET HIM there. We hung out the whole time, laughing at stupid stuff that we don't get to see and notice when we're working. Had a GRAND time, it was great.

We went out the parking lot, did a lot of talking and circling our cars until it started to rain. Then we got in his car and chilled for a while, listening to music. Sat there together for an hour. I held his hand, and he looked at me. This guy has some INTENSE eyes.

Then our phones started ringing.

My dad: "Where are you?"
Me: "At Target, talking to some friends. I got a bit hung up."
Dad: "Yeah, I know what friends. Get some milk."

His dad called him once, and I began to get wary, because his dad knows about me, thinks I'm helping his son cheat on his girlfriend. Then he called AGAIN.

So I kissed him on the cheek and BOLTED. Burned rubber and everything.

We talked about it later. Yeah, I'm still gone. But so is he.

I'm a dirty mistress, haha.

Comments

Snookums said…

Lol, what can one say about that?

"Being good is good,
but being bad is better."

Anyway, thanks for the comment on my blog. I already have quite a lot of Paramore, but I'm snooping for more tunes I likey.

Lovin' your blog.
Keep at it! =)

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