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The Bag and Poetry


Slagar

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The Bag and Poetry

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He's a property developer,

Ah, how foolish of me, he drives a BMW,

And he likes poetry, and...

Any man would love poetry if you asked him,

He has his life, I have mine, it seems to work quite well,

What a nice life you'll have.

 

I hope it's so convenient in twenty years,

When your children bear his name, and his face,

Perhaps Louis-Vuitton will keep the sun warm

 

While I follow my heart,

And I drive a Mitsubishi,

With my wife that hates poetry,

And our lives, bitterly intertwined,

Becomes a terrible inconvenience.

 

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No real editing or purpose, other than to vent a little.

I was hurt, shocked, and confused when she mentioned "my boyfriend". I felt like she seriously led me on, considering. These are some of the thoughts going through my head while she divulged some details about him. I realise it's bitter and sarcastic, and not at all attractive, it just had to be said somewhere.

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I find it interesting that you are tying current realities to future expectations of happiness and success. Just because you drive a Mitsubishi now does not mean that you and your future wife can not be driving BMWs and have LV accessories later on. We design our futures by our daily actions. 7 years ago I was a debt laden, newly married university student living in a bachelor hovel. We had nothing. Now my wife and I have a 5 bedroom Victorian on 11 acres and both drive an Audis. Our possessions do not make us who we are, but through vision and hard work we were able to build a better life together. You can easily do the same for yourself if you want it. Believe in yourself!

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