dear long lost potato chip diary,
instinct tells me not to eat them- the greasy thin crispy salty yummy snacks. so i don't. it isn't because i don't want to tho, it's a choice. i saw that man again tonight. he really is something. gentle through the eyes- strong through the shoulders. ima sucker for a potato chip smile. instinct tells me to stay away from the yummy snack. so i do. i don't want to tho, again a choice. im scared of more court papers. i think he looked at me- but i could have been wrong. he could have been looking at the wall. a one man army- say something- nope never a word. maybe i'll dream about him later- when i close my eyes. maybe i'll feel his perfect fingers- sliding up my thighs. maybe when i work overtime nextime, he will be there too, maybe i'll have someone follow him home and we will have somewhere to stawk that is new!
instinct tells me not to eat them- the greasy thin crispy salty yummy snacks. so i don't. it isn't because i don't want to tho, it's a choice. i saw that man again tonight. he really is something. gentle through the eyes- strong through the shoulders. ima sucker for a potato chip smile. instinct tells me to stay away from the yummy snack. so i do. i don't want to tho, again a choice. im scared of more court papers. i think he looked at me- but i could have been wrong. he could have been looking at the wall. a one man army- say something- nope never a word. maybe i'll dream about him later- when i close my eyes. maybe i'll feel his perfect fingers- sliding up my thighs. maybe when i work overtime nextime, he will be there too, maybe i'll have someone follow him home and we will have somewhere to stawk that is new!
