Monday, November 16, 2009
Friend Zone.
How about defining this insufferable "friend zone"? "A situation where the female has begun to view a male as a friend only and not a potential suitor, a psychological classification supposedly exceptionally difficult to undo." (Wikipedia) Alas, "exceptionally difficult to undo." Then where do we go from here? Gold and green were the colours of tequila and leaves that invoked a new relationship - one involving Miss Paparazzi and Mister Nice Guy. What seemed to be the perfect chaser to the feeling-out process of that golden tequila, burned out after unheralded bonfire flames. A simple comment befuddled by a Kanye-esque interruption. Unlike Mr. West, I cannot let you finish - the damage has already taken place; further attempts at explaining your outburst would deem it irreparable. However, I refuse to recognize a state of 808s & Heartbreak. I find no need to see you in my nightmares. Despite the bewildering spoken word of a dear friend, the pursuits of happiness aspired for by a man on the moon and a paparazzi-laden princess were present. What those aspirations alluded to is anybody's guess.
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