Sunday finds me recuperating nicely, thank-you. The hacking is now down to an occaisional flurry. Your concern has been overwhelming.
Now, if only I could get past the crushing depression of my love life. The woman I fell madly in love with has told me that it won't work out, but (oooh - this is the part that hurts) we CAN STILL BE FRIENDS!!
What the fuck is that?
Why do any women think that this is an acceptable alternative?
So that every time I look at my new friend, I am reminded of this crushing pain?
So that when she finds a new boyfriend, you can be (choke) happy for her?
What the Fuck?
Luv sux...