i cant read threads when my eyes are bleeding

Actually, I'm really broken hearted after Brianna broken up with me last week. I went thru this horrible firing/hiring thing at work and then Brianna rejecting me was over the top. I am just beginning to clear the debris from last week. She hates me now. Argh..... unrequited love, it's just too much....but, I still give Brianna my uncondtional (yet limited) love.

:rolleyes: What are you talking about, RS? I always requite love!

Sorry about that post, I went a little nuts last night.

Well. I got a little present from Istanbul via London today. I wrote a very perfunctory thank you e-mail and sent it. I can't believe he did that. He must be crazy.

and I'm dying for a drink.

It's OK to be dying for a drink. But, just for today, you and I, let's not have a drink. Just for today.

give that woman a drink! STAT!

Tonight, in your honor, I dumped down the drain half a bottle of really bad Austrialian chardonnay. It was recycling night.

Hey Brianna, I didn't have a drink today. I'll work better tomorrow for it. ...Rock

I didn't drink either. Thanks for the support! :)

Kagen, I love ya honey, and I want to kiss you right on the mouth, but, baby, I can't drink. Anyway, I mean, I shouldn't drink. But, thanks for YOUR support, too. :heartpump

I dunno. I'm trying to think of a way to encourage you to stop picking your open wounds, and I'm coming up short. The only person that can make this problem go away is YOU. No one can rescue you, no one can say the magic words that will suddenly infuse you with the strength to write off this guy for good.

I think if you knew the perverse pleasure he took in stringing you along, you'd run away as fast as your legs would carry you. You think he cries after he gets off the phone with you? You think he counts the minutes until he can talk to you again? Hell no. You don't ever cross his mind until he decides he needs some entertainment and mastubatory self-validation.

Changing to an unlisted number and a new email address is The. Best. Thing. You. Can. Do.

Aren't you tired of the pain yet? We're all rooting for you, don't let us down ;)

That whole post was brilliant, noodle, and I know you guys are rooting (helps me soooo much) and i won't let you down.

This is sort of funny, though. OF COURSE he emailed me back. It was a three paragraph dissertation on MORE fabulous things he is going to do and he told me he was staying until July 7th which is the absolute latest he can stay, sooooo--I surmise that his fuck-buddies are working out very, very well. Anyway, the funny part is that I have literally NOTHING to say to his email. Unless you all think I should mention that I went to a High School production of the Music Man over the weekend! :lol: That's MY high-point! And you are sooo right when you tell me that his perverse pleasure at stringing me along would make me sick if I contemplated it. He never asks about ME. It's always, always him, him, him.

I'm a sick girl and I know it.

Do I have to say it......Nope, you know. :(

Bre PLEASE send Cyclefrance his address so he can send a few toughs over there to beat this fool with some wilted onions !!!

Good morning, time for your daily reality check.

He didn't miss you last night. He didn't even think about you.

Carry on. :)