When I'm good, I'm too good.
When I'm bad, I'm definitely mean.
Four people have asked me if "He" is it...four times I said "NO".
I do know where to stick the knife to get maximum "ouch" effect. So I let him think that his worst fears about me are coming true. I don't like to hurt him, but I won't try to pacify him anymore. He's not a small kid, and if he needs a mother, it's not me.
I'm moving on.
Monday, June 04, 2007
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