random returns

I know i'm horrible at this whole blogging thing but life is sometimes just not as inspiring as one would hope. The train of time ticks on down the tracks dragging my sorry self with it. As unforgiving as the turns in the tracks can be sometimes it's just what i needed in order to see where the other bend would take me. Unfortunately its still impossible to see what lies ahead on the one i'm currently on. No more damsel in distress here, she's behind the wheel now, aiming to run you over if you piss her off. Like the circus monkeys that trying to board but can't decide what their destination will be, friend vill or lover land. The train full of sugar sells few tickets and yet some of those who are offered safe passage end up getting redlined in the middle of the night. I'm done with stowaways and free loaders if you want on this train you're going to have to work for it.

enough with trains...

One thing I have to say since he'll never read this is You are an emotional flirt! Knowing someone, who you don't like, likes you does NOT make it ok to flirt with them more!!!( not just talking about myself) It's just mean and we don't like it. Look you're a great guy, cute (heaven knows how cute) funny, very smart, but do us a favor and stop being so easy to like it's makes it really hard to put you back in the friend box where you say you want to be and where i wish i could keep you but i have yet to figure out how (little known fact i've been trying to do that since april) I know there's only so much that i can put on you but it just makes it easier if you're a bad guy and not someone who just doesn't like me back. So do all of us a favor, because sadly i'm in the same catagory with all the other sad little girls who you can't see, stop being you when you're around us. (at least until i find someone else :-) )