My satirical response to those melodramatics, who want to wallow in their self-pity over their failed relationships. The Girl Who Did Not Die of a Broken Heart Let me tell you a story about a girl who once had loved but her love was untrue and so her heart was broken She thought surely she was going to die and for days she stayed in her room and cried She would not be condoled and could ...
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Updated 07-05-2009 at 06:24 AM by TheFifthElement
I can only exhale. Deeply exhale. I can only put on a smile and a little laughter. Remembering the young blood. It’s always been very easy for me to fall in to the trap of false feelings, innudendos, fatal unapproriate attraction, but not with an 18 years old. Did I miss the train of youth, the crazy and daring exciting life of the young blood? Perhaps, I did. My short but lovely experience with this very lovely young lad, brought me to the memory of my own youth. ...
Little black starling chasing sparrows in the front of the library. This ain't Clarice this is a real bird, but Hannibal's inside Enter.
Ok, must be laundry day today - the basket is now overflowing I had fun last night (went for casual kilted), but I dont think I'll arrange to see her again. Our interests werent really similar enough & I didnt get the sense of any kind of connection. I have also been following papaya's school bells thread, it is making me think I should do some correspondence courses or something - no college near enough to do night classes or anything like that. Maybe I should ...