Mar 24th, 2005 by Kimberley
i’m back now from las vegas. sick of travel. i want my own bed, my own house, my own space.
also: people kind of remind me of shiny new toys. when you first get them they’re all exciting and fun to look at and explore. but after you examine it a little further and discover the chips and tarnished surface, you’re horribly disappointed. and sometimes you love the toy anyway because it’s a wicked cool toy and it’s yours and you love it in spite of all its flaws.
but sometimes those flaws, when the rosey glow of newness wears off, when the chinks in the armor begin to manifest, those flaws make you think twice about that person toy and you just want to get as far away from it as you possibly can and never ever play with it again.
you know, just saying.
