Yea so get this. You guys know what I am talking about, the dreaded issue of falling for some hot guy that ultimately fucks ya all which a ways up. I figured hell why not, I am laid back, easy to get along with, very simple, I'll give it a go. So I take the plunge with no intention on coming up for air, and what does the little shit do? Well what else, the cliche of cheating oh how tragically poetic. Yea, in short, moral of the story is this, better to be alone and miserable that with someone and miserable. Cheers!
