You'd already been half an hour pre-clubbing shower and I'd always planned to have a look in your special winnie the pooh book. the place was marked and it was there in blue and white - it Said simply, "paul stayed night."
I was on the bog and you got down on one knee. You protesting your innocence and you started to cry as I started to pee.
You said, "i shag him, he slept on the couch in the kitchen. He might as well be a girl, he's a for a laugh and he's good for bitchin'."
You said you'd be willing or able. And he looks like he was on a fucking table. Although, to be fair, I think he hides the bolts quite well, but as soon as he opens his mouth you can tell. I had just assumed you'd completely gone off shagging and I can you seen you with your new uni pals, standing bragging. now he's your boyfriend and I know you were shite but you still de It I met you at someone's birthday party the other night.
You said, "i didn't shag him, he slept on the couch in the kitchen. we have a good laugh when we're bitchin'."
The words that you used to think turned me on just me laugh - "do you want to suck my cunt? " in real life just sounds naff. And when we were with your friends I just as well of been no one. And you can't get over your dead dog - it takes one to know one.