Well, two maybe. But in all irony they are the two that everyone feels they must be indecisive, putting it all off until the latest point possible. You see, this is why we have all the old people. And this is why we have all these blubbering idiot's trying to figure out how to work this damn relationship. Oh yes, I'd prefer to be one decisive little bitch in the latter of the two situations, but it's far too difficult. So I will just let the other person decide it all for me. But if that doesn't work out, it just seems to be akward pause after akward pause. Nervous laughter, at most.
But this, you see, stumbling block of all but you. But remember,
I can hear you reading this, and I can hear you lying to yourself right
now. But then, thinking back to myself, as it is so easy to do, I
cannot remember a time that it's really easy to be indecisive about anything
but love and death. Silly isn't it? Maybe they should just
hand out little manuals that tell you what to do in both situations, so
you aren't just sitting there like a little 3 year old with a scraped knee
and some spilled milk.