Me and my sister put up the Christmas tree today. We might be a week and a half too early but who cares. Nowwww im just watching something borrowed and going to catch some zz's.
"Girls are taught alot of stuff growing up, If a guy punch's you he likes you, Never try to trim your own bangs, and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and have your very own happy ending. Every movie you see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the expectation to rule. But sometimes were so focused on our happy ending we dont learn to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who dont, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesnt include a guy...maybe its you on your own picking up the peices and starting over. Freeing yourself for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, all the broken hearts, through the blunders and the misread signals through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope."
-- he's just not that into you.