an ode to one of the ugliest fridays of my life, literally * hints * and figuratively * hints *...
i will try to take the high-road (although i already am)...
i will try to be the bigger person (physically, yes - then again * thinks *)...
but...
cross me once, shame on you...
cross me twice, shame on me...
cross me thrice, - well lets just say there wont be a fourth time...
and yeah... just so we're clear, I AM A BITCH... get used to it...
and be original... dont try and imitate me, you just come off across as a trying-hard ass...
well, come to think of it, it actually flatters me...
think. then again...
thinking isnt really your forte...
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