The heels that click like a horse walking down the street. Her legs were long, wore a high waist-ed skirt and bright pink gum strung from her mouth. The way she twisted it around her finger should’ve been a warning that she could wrap men around it just as easily.
I wish that guys could just come out and say what they feel or what their intentions are. I’m sick of having to play the guessing game. *SIGH* when will my prince charming come to my rescue?
Everything has changed. Nothing stays the same. He hurt me so badly… I can’t deal with him. This new boy makes me nervous; makes me wonder, what did I do to get in this position. A bit frustrated and uncertain… we will see.