Wednesday, July 14, 2010

today was a shitty day

I knew today was going to be a shitty day.
I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed.
I shouldn’t have opened the curtains.
I shouldn’t have comb my hair.
Because today was a shitty day

I put my best shirt on.
Wore my favorite jeans.
Brought new shoes.
And today was a shitty day.

I walk to the restaurant with a rose in my hand.
Sat at the best table.
Ordered the riches food.
And today was a shitty day.

Mariachi’s sang the most wonderful songs.
Candles cover the table.
Lights hanged from the ceiling.
And today was a shitty day.

I sat by the coolest celebrities.
Drank the most exquisite wine.
Partied like a rock star.
And today was a shitty day.

I walked Taylor Swift home.
Kissed her goodnight.
Then found a lottery ticket.
Won a million dollars.
And today was a shitty day.

I brought a million dollar house.
A Ferrari too.
And today was a shitty day…
because you weren’t there.

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