...for a different kind of girl

silent surburban girl releasing her voice, not yet knowing what all she wants to say about her life and the things that make it spin. do you have to be 18 to be here? you'll know when i know.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

you are an obsession, you're my obsession...


I will have you

Yes I will have you

I will find a way and I will have you

Even if that means I have to paw around in my son's trick or treat booty bag when he's not looking - Mommy's just getting the bread out, baby! - because I caught a passing glance of something red and taunting when I may or may not have been looking for a fun size Snickers bar. I'm just saying. So what? Like you'd not do the same thing? It's chewy caramel, milk chocolate and crispy crunch, my wild butterflies. Out of all the Halloween goodness (my goodness has turned to badness...my need to possess you has consumed my soul...) squandered away by they boys, this is (was!) the only 100 Grand bar brought into my home. The only one! What up, people?! Rectify this matter for next Halloween! Thank you in advance.

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