I’m not a medium or anything, but I’m pretty sure I just heard my deceased Grandma say “What the PHUCK?
This one happened in broad daylight.
I was so looking forward to ending the relationship,
That I decided I was going to enjoy a good old-fashioned verbal sparring during the destruction of it all.
It’s still weird to me,
How he seems to understand the word kisses.
My commitment issues have become borderline obsessive,
And if I didn’t have such commitment issues,
I would have been able to simply call them obsessive.