"I want to be the girl with the most cake. I love it so much it just turns to hate."
Doll Parts - Hole
"What do you want?" - I called Roxy yesterday to remind her how much I love and miss her - "Jethro, what did I tell you this weekend? Come on, use your brain." - she informed me over the weekend that I was not to call her, she would call me if she needed anything - "I can't help it," I tell her in a somber tone, "It's just that I love you and can't stop thinking about you. What are you wearing?"
She didn't say anything after the question so I ask again - "What are you wearing?" - I hear a mumble on the other end of the line as if she were talking to someone else and then she says - "I am getting ready to step into an appointment Jethro. I don't have time to talk," - she's told me on a number of occasions not to ask questions about her business - "It's none of your fucking business," is her standard reply when I do. You would think a guy would learn, but no, idiots like me never do - "What kind of appointment are you going to. Are you having your nails done?"
I hear a laugh after my question - "Jethro" she says in a condescending tone, "What did I tell you about asking me questions? You remember...I told you it was none of your business!" I tell her sorry and she says, "You know what Jethro? Since you are so fucking nosy I am going to be totally honest with you. I am meeting a client in Del Mar - we are going to snort an eight ball of coke and then I am going to fuck his brains out for an hour. After that I am headed to La Hoya to do the same thing - okay - now you know what I am up to."
It was infuriating to hear a statement of such nature from the women I love - I tell her such - she says - "What have I told you Jethro? Let me repeat it and maybe it will stick in that thick skull of yours this time! I said, 'Don't ask me questions about my personal life. It's none of your fucking business! You don't own me!"
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