balancing on one foot

A poem by Margaret Atwood:

You Fit Into Me

You fit into me
like a hook into an eye

A fish hook
An open eye


I love Margaret Atwood.
I hate many other things, however. Men suck. Love sucks. Missing a man you love sucks. Missing a man you love when all the girls you love aren't anywhere close to you sucks.
You know what doesn't suck? Great friends who responded to text messages at 3am or come pick you up to get you shit-faced when you really need it.

Woo hoo!