Life offers little condolences for being the bitch that she is. She just sits there nursing her vodka martini that you bought her at the bar when you made your measly move on her. But for now she sits there watching you being churned on the dance floor. Trapped in the corner with a bunch of stags consisting of office workers reeking of fading youth, a bunch of college kids the first timers, along with the usual set of desperates, the perverted old uncles and there's you. So your caught up in that moment with the music blaring turning you deaf. You keep trying 2 catch her eye. And once she casts a pitiful glance at you, you being under drunk, partially deaf, and with your ribs and feet black and blue courtesy the dancing uncles, you pretend you are having a great time and try to give the girl your bedroom eyes, she just gives you the amused look and looks away.Buddy she is getting her jollies out of your pathetic state and you're already thinking about the day after. Let me break it to you friend. Life's a bitch. She's going to give you all the right signals, make you buy her that drink, hold her glass and she may even smile at you but she is not going to sleep with you. You're probably going to grab a couple of drinks till that fat girl the corner starts looking like Catherine Zeta and take her home. Life is an unforgiving woman who keeps throwing shit at you day after day, much like your nagging wife. Get a divorce. Stop trying to hold on to that one fuck. Because if there is no love that’s all there is to that marriage. Not very different with you and life. I love my life. But I still cant forgive her for being a bitch. Life may give you everything but she always has to throw her own shit in along with the good things. Just like your woman does when she makes your favorite dish and crows about it for the next six months . I say why cant we just have the good things. Life doesn’t deserve that Vodka martini. Buy your self one though.
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