well well well
Tricked again shall we say. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Sudden switches in opinion I cannot handle very well.. not well well well at all. The hack of a love life or lack there of i have managed to scrap together and thus simultaneously destroy is ridiculous. No. Lets not call it a love life. Sick and twisted ending, the agony is mine alone. Other parties shall be partying, ironically, and not a thought to the one broken/left behind. Merry Christmas. Happy New Year.