yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


the exgirlfriends all know each other. they all know what one another did with the exboyfriend. they all hate each other yet sympathize. all short, attractive, with medium length dark hair and semi-crooked teeth. we all have money, mean daddies, report cards with letters that make our mothers smile. she listens to indiepop, so do i. the others like ac/dc and zz top. from time to time, we run into one another, look at the pavement and scurry along, not wanting to acknowledge that the other knows we went out with the exboyfriend. my favorite exgirlfriend smiles a little when she sees me and maybe asks me to have coffee at the friendly toast. we sit in booths far away from the window.if we see him, we seperate and pretend we've never met.

when youre with the boyfriend, the exgirlfriends seem scary, threatening. when youre making out in the car, youre afraid they will knock on the windows and remind you that youre going to be one of them soon.

d-land