Tuesday, 4 August 2009

the bullshit men refer to as talk

Phoebe: -"No, huh uh, no way, I'm sorry, not gonna happen"
Chandler: -"Whoa, whoa, prom night flashback."


is it a compulsive disorder with men to feel the need to say the "we-stuff" they reckon women wants, no sorry, "needs" to hear?
is it just when they're drunk trying to pull? or is it them just being true to habit?
I can't help but react with disbelief and the smile that goes with it.
are the words uttered whilst drunk less trustworthy than the soberly uttered ones?

I reckon so, I feel like I've treaded onto minefields too many times to ever be that gullible ever again....but hey, that's just this woman's humble opinion!
however, I do find it amuses me listening to blokes trying to pull with those tired old "we-lines" even if they try to pull me with them.

but then this bloke showed up, out of nowhere, and proved to be so much more.
I found that what usually makes me laugh, what I'm usually really good at brushing off silently crept under my skin.
I'm not sure I feel comfortable with someone making it inside without my permission...
I'm not used to feeling...something for someone I'm dating.
I guess I'm just good at being single.

I don't want to be one of those girls who falls head over heels for some empty, dumbass lines which burst like bubbles once the lights are turned back on...



closing time ~ time for you to go out, go out into the world.
closing time ~ turn the lights up over every boy and every girl.
closing time ~ one last call for alcohol, so finish your whiskey or beer.

closing time ~ you don't have to go home but you can't stay here...


I know who I want to take me home

so gather up your jackets and move it to the exits ~ I hope you have found a friend!
closing time ~ every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end!


Semisonic "Closing time"

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