The Beginning of the End.

I was in sexy man's presence the other day.
Well, sexy man decides that he wants to borrow something of mine. And I am like okay. So I take it to him. And when he is not paying attention, I am staring at him. Hard.
And I notice something.
And I am like DAY-UM.
Never noticed THAT before.
So, I am watching him.
And the more I look at him, the more I think..why does he gotta look so mad all the damn time? Like he wants to hurt some damn body. It's sad, because when he smiles, I smile too. But when he shows that ice grill..it makes me want to just walk away. (which sometimes I do). I guess that's what happens when you close your googly-ass eyes, and open your real ones. You can actually see shit for what it really is.

So I am thinking..this is the beginning of the end.

So, sexy man...soon, you will be off the hook. And maybe you will breathe a sigh of relief. Maybe we both will.