freddyg

ok, girls are so lame.
or maybe they arent, and its the interaction with them that sux. you know all the normal "i think she likes me" and then a day later "she must hate me" and later still "what did i do". not that it goes like that everytime, sometimes the "she must hate me" comes first and then there'll be a "why doesnt she call like she said she would".

and sometimes it worse than that, "maybe she likes him better" and that "him" might be a really close friend of your really close friend, and hes acting all psycho, and you sit and wonder, "am i fucking with my friends life here? am i an asshole and only thinking about what i want?" and you dont call her on yer own, and while you arent calling her, you get to thinking, "am i missing something if i dont call her, maybe she really likes me" but you dont know, so you go on not calling and wondering if you've passed up the love of your life.

or maybe i'm bored and the thought that she might like me was fun.

heard in the workshop, singing "spread your legs, you're breaking my glasses"
-my father ( i was maybe 12 yrs old )