I honestly think we girls are so dumb.

We are so led by emotions that once a guy pleads and reasons with us, we give in instanteneously and hop in their car.

THEN we reason with ourselves that THIS time it’ll be different.

THIS time he’ll treat me better.

Who are we kidding?

Pfft…we need a serious concussion.


It kind of scares me.

The possibilities.

I welcome the bombs dropping

on my dampen cognition.

Your arms tightened around my shoulder is still

a comforter in my bed.

Why do I keep shivering?

There are no calculations this time.

Just quotations

of the price you have to pay.

At least, grace looks perfect before it leaves.