Do I Want to “Like” You???

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, let me T-H-I-N-K………………………(this, is me, thinking…)…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Do I want to “like” you???  What’s not to like?  I mean, you’re, a handsome looking lad (well you’re, okay, I guess…), but, is that, enough, just on the outside of things?  What about on the inside?  What if, you’re, as atrocious as that toad that abducted Thumbelina, or the Mole that forced her to be his wife???

not my photo…

Do I want to “like” you???  I really don’t know yet, so, I’ll just, let that simmer there, on my stove, and surely enough, I’ll, BURN that thought down!  Do I want to “like” you???  Why?  Do I need to like you?  What do I get, for liking you?  Someone to belong with, someone to call my “own”?  But, what, does that mean?

Do I want to “like” you???  Uh, I really don’t!  Because I don’t LIKE anybody out there, I like ME, and having ME, is the MOST important thing in the world, and the rest of the entire world can go to HELL for all I care, if it doesn’t like me, I’m still NOT gonna let ANYBODY else’s opinions of me, get in the way of how I think, and feel about myself here.

not my photo still…