LB and I got into an argument tonight. I was playing on the internet while she was trying to do something and she said I wasn’t helping out. She said she felt alone.
I closed the laptop and moonwalked over to give her a hug as I sang Michael Jackson’s You Are Not Alone tenderly into her ear:
“You are not alone for I am here with you
Though we’re far apart you’re always in my heart”
She did not forgive me. Not even the King of Pop could reconcile the situation.
I found the above, like the CPR lessons, in my moleskin. So essentially, this was me writing in a diary late at night like a middle school girl.
The good news is LB has since forgiven me. Probably because I wrote both of our initials down encased in a heart. True love always!
Scenes from a Marriage: The Argument.
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4 Comments:
awesome
Thanks, Jeremy.
Try Sisqo next time. I hear the ladies love him.
You're probably right and it would have been more appropriate as I do have dumps like a truck truck truck. If only I had shakin my thang like who's da ish.
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