I don't think much about guys from the past. I'm glad I knew them, but there's a reason they didn't make it into my future.
She was wearing her fuzzy pink hat and she was happy, which was so obnoxious. She'd become one of those people who waltzed through life without so much as a split end, and I was still one of those people who changed diapers for free but still got treated like a rented mule.
I don’t think much about guys from the past. I’m glad I knew them, but there’s a reason they didn’t make it into my future.