Shoelaces

And that’s why I wear boots. You don’t have to tie them when you put them back on. Me and Hank, Jr., hear too many belt buckles hitting the floor. I’d rather hear a tattoo needle again.

I am not…

Stupid.

And I resent boys who think I am. Don’t tell me a bunch of pretty things, thinking I won’t know the difference. I am smarter than you. I have always been smarter than you. I will always be smarter than you.

If you want me, that’s fine. Don’t tell me you do if you don’t.

I’d rather not be over it before it happens, but I’m not against that.

I’ve been nice to you. I’ve been nice about your situation. Don’t be a jackass.

Loyalty is important and I’m not willing to sacrifice it before you even have reason to be loyal. I’ve given too many men a free pass. You don’t qualify. Tough. Deal with it.

I have too much going on to worry about this.

Wishy-washy

It is my own damn fault, but I have gotten stuck with a certain number of wishy-washy people in my life at the moment. Guess what?

1. You’re on your way out.

2. You’re not going to get what you want, because I already decided what, when, if and how I want you to play a part in my life.

3. 2007 is the year of the steadfast, so get your shit together.