Empty promises and $240 dollars. That’s what my self proclaimed new boyfriend gave to me. Apparently, he’s taking me shopping after he rides in Krewe of Rex. However, he’s already left me for another girl at the club and forgotten to get my phone number.
Fortunately, I didn’t get my hopes up. In his defense, I did tell him I was from outer space. The North side of Venus, specifically. He even came and took a tour of my space ship; the dance area. I suppose all is fair.
My assumption, he realized that he could never give me what I wanted when he questioned my desires. I wished for my dog to be potty trained because he shit under my bed today. Then, I asked for the Gucci Peggy platforms in a size 7, which are no longer manufactured because they came out several seasons ago. If I couldn’t give someone what they wanted, I’d leave too.
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