I don’t really do this tag thingy, but this pretty lady has been very nice to me that I shall now mirror her niceness and—maybe just this once—post this ‘ex’ Q&A tag. Quite timely, too, if I may kick. Keep blogging, Vannie. 
He says…Why did you let me go?
Your brother was squeezing my left hand, so…
He says… Can I win you back?
Auditions are 4-6AM, Thursdays.
He says… But I am very much happy with you back then.
“Was,” smart ass, not “am.”
He says…I still love you.
Who wouldn’t?
He says…When did we last talk?
Ages ago. I said Hi, you said Bye. Wait, that wasn’t a conversation…
Waving doesn’t count either, no? Hmm…
Waving doesn’t count either, no? Hmm…
He says… Can you go out with me?
Sure! I’ll bring my hubby.
He says… Hey, can i give you/ask for a ride?
I never refused free cabs./Walking is very healthy.
He says… Were you able to move on?
I’m wearing signature stuff now, am I not?
He says… I regret losing you.
I KNOW.
He says… My parents do not like you.
Mine don’t like me either. Haha.
He says… You have changed.
Yes. I have intestines now.
Discussion
View Comments for “Tug. Tag.”