Where do I start. This girl. When we are within a certain distance, it's like metal to a magnet. I don't expect you to understand, let's just get that out the way. She comes, she goes, she texts, she calls, but what does she really want? I'm all for nostalgia, really I am but I know, in the end, we all want something. Are her intentions pure or are they soaked in revenge like a cloth covered in alcohol before the Molotov cocktail is tossed. As the world turns. I feel like that scene in Godfather when Vito Corleone was talking about Don Altobello, telling Michael that their true enemy has not revealed himself yet....then again, it could be me. Why is it so hard for people to just say anything. The subliminals.... it all gets so so confusing.
On another note, the Giants are currently 3-0 and I just wanna put it out there now. I'm smelling the SuperBowl (heard it first here) and it's looking like I will be around and hopefully able to get to a few games. Ain't no place in the world, like Giants Stadium. It feels like, home.
Everything is eventual....it's from Steven King book I read and I just think it sounds really cool and more importantly, it is true....everything is eventual. Just give it time :0)
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