i now unite thee in holy matrimony- wait what?

so. today my father is engaged.
im now figuring out whether or not to:
1- hysterically laugh
2- hysterically cry
3- look up to the heavens and scream, HAHA YOU GOT ME.
4- be okay with it. (which i am leaning toward, thankfully).

i can do this. i can do this.
but, i can see the headlines now:
GROOMS DAUGHTER ATTACKS PRIEST
the bi line would read something like this:
she is now under extremely close supervision at st. mary's mental institution.

woohoo. and the games begin.

hopeless romantic

he has a great smile. he always makes me laugh.
but when i look ahead, i see nothing.
so im done waiting. i have to be.
it's sort of pathetic really. waiting.
it's pointless, time consuming, and when you look ahead,
a blank slate of nothingness stretches out before you.
and you wonder.
about the infinite possibilities that become impossibilities as time stretches on.

he's a tease. he's a flirt.
and he doesn't know it. i believe that's the worse kind.
when you don't know how much you make a girl hopeful.
and how much he makes you think about why the hell your wasting your fucking precious time.

if you knew him, you might waste your time for him too.
but i'm done waiting. i have to be.