I once had a girlfriend, but then one day she dumped me and everywhere I'd go people would ask me where she was. I don't want to talk about her but someone always asks about her, so I tell them all my girlfriend's dead.
I say it's leukaemia or sometimes bulimia or a great big truck ran her over and chopped off her head. I guess there's a part of me that likes the sympathy or the looks on their faces when I tell them how she passed away. It's a total lie, but it's easier on me than having to admit she likes someone else. when I talk I tell people to;
"Please change the subject or I am going to go jump off a building and join her in heaven."
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