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Hey, sorry about that. He is still kind of bitter. Anyway, it’s time to listen to your heart. I’m the guy who makes you feel things. I know, I know. My job is kind of gay, but it is necessary. If it weren’t for me, you would be a completely emotionless, void and vapid human shell. It is because of me that you can appreciate things like love, beauty, and chick flicks. I’m not perfect, and neither are you, but together we make a pretty damn good team.
Which brings me to my next point. You remember Anna? Of course you do. You were in love with her and she was in love with you. But then you cheated on her with that whore Vicky and now you are alone. I’m not here to tell you that you fucked up, but if you do not know that by now, let me be the first to say it - You fucked up.
The point is, it is not too late. She is pissed and you are lonely, but you both are still young and you can make it up to her if you want. Do something nice for a change. Buy her flowers, write her a poem, return her CDs. Anything at all is a start.
Which brings me to my next point. You remember Anna? Of course you do. You were in love with her and she was in love with you. But then you cheated on her with that whore Vicky and now you are alone. I’m not here to tell you that you fucked up, but if you do not know that by now, let me be the first to say it - You fucked up.
The point is, it is not too late. She is pissed and you are lonely, but you both are still young and you can make it up to her if you want. Do something nice for a change. Buy her flowers, write her a poem, return her CDs. Anything at all is a start.