A pair if ice tongs and a friend who can keep a secrete.

Dont you wanna here this story?

If life gave me a second chance......

Monday, back from the dead, I'm letting it go, back for another one, Tuesday, shoot me in the head, takin' it back. Wednesday, she's looking for a friend, She'll get what she wants, Can't seem to get enough, Thursday, it's more than I can stand I'm holding her down, She's down again. Four days of the week she thinks I'm the enemy. That is a nice way to sum up the fire and ice of my favorite hated X.

Now you say.."Why matt, why are you writing about her?" Well now hush and let me take you on a voyage that will expand your thinkity brain till i delightfully confuse your scenes! OK! Now im only kidding about that, but thats life. I am now experiencing the whole friendship thing with my x, which is something i typically do, because it seems like every thing said is examined extra as in trying to see if that comment was ment to be funny or are they making fun or is the other person in love with me. Anyways ill keep you posted on how things go, im not ready to call it "Friends"...well maybe because we are more "Ross & Rachel" than "Thelma & Louise"

Ok come on..you have to admit that last little part of that was a GREAT example and should be nomimated for some kind of internet award or a pat on the back or something.

ANYWAYS......
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Thanks for reading!