Untapped Potential

Well that sure is the number one reason on why guys stop being friends with girls. I assume you didn’t fall for her back then, right?

The feelings weren't mutual. Can't force that shit. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't. Things got weird, and then we drifted. End of story.

The truth, duh.

She kinda, sorta -- fell for me. So that was the end of that.

That’s actually a very important skill needed in life, I’ve never tried this but I’m pretty sure you can open a car door with like a tennis ball or something? What’s wrong with Wal-mart? Have you had some sort of unpleasant experience there?

I ain't gonna lie -- comes in handy. Tennis ball? I'll have to try that sometime. Usually around here, the people with cars worth a damn leave them unlocked. Everybody loves a little Grand Theft Auto. It's Wal-Mart, though. Every experience is shit. I avoid it like the plague.

Why’d it end?

You want the truth or a lie?

W-Wow, what a relief? I mean, a few years isn’t that much time, so I’m hoping you can find someway to, you know, at least make it to thirty.. I-If you w-want to make it to thirty, that is.

In theory, if my lungs stopped workin' and I dropped dead tomorrow, I don't think I'd feel like I missed out on anything spectacular. I'm not about to drive a stake through my heart, but death ain't a worry. Not for me.

And here I thought we were good friends. Friends go to friends houses unannounced and uninvited a lot.

Friends? I had a friend once. Didn't end so hot.

Correct. Anyone but you. You’re lucky. What havock am I going to wreak tonight? Well, you’ll figure it out if it’s juicy enough to end up on someone’s blog.

Lucky's one word for it. Still don't get everyone's obsession with her. You know, if everybody stopped readin', she'd have to stop postin', and everyone would be able to be deviants without the entire tri-state area readin' about it over their mornin' coffee.

You should consider getting a better lock, either that or you could have a gun ready and shoot whoever comes in.

The lock thing's a bust -- everybody on this side of the bridge can pick one like it's not even a thing. The gun? It'd require a trip to Wal-Mart, so I'm gonna veto that.

Like music to my ears. Don’t you know it’s dangerous to encourage me?

Dangerous to who? I'm too corrupt to be corrupted any further. More impressionable people? I'd advise them to tread lightly.

What’s wrong with you?

Nothin', besides the fact that I'm tryin' to sleep and you keep inviting yourself over to my apartment day after day.