“Bad boy, bad boy! What cha gonna do when they come for you!” ~Old televised tune to the show “Cops”.
“Good girls like bad boys.” ~Theresa said last year.
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I am a good girl. And yes I like bad boys. Perhaps, I so stupid, clueless and dowright gullible to believe that bad boys like good girls. Well, I used to love them but none lasted.
I mean, they were the fugly and bad guys, who were street smart; were the kinds that parents would disapprove; smoked for good times and drank alchohol for fun; and gambled and invested money like there is no future. Most were highly uneducated but respectful when they have to be around nice people.
As mentioned in my old blog entries, we parted ways quietly by not calling or seeing each other. That would be described as “clean breaks” and those types of old wounds heal faster than the kinds left behind with bad karma, bitter sweet feelings or taste in the mouth and little to no emotional drama whatsoever.
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