Friday, March 16, 2012

Breaking up

It shouldn't be called breaking up. It should be called fixing something that wasn't working. It's not broken - it's fixed. Therefore it should be called 'fixing up', right?

I broke up with Pookie for the second and last time. He's a great guy - he really is - but you know, something was missing. I don't love him, I don't think I'd ever fall in love with him and he and I (especially me) deserves a whole lot more!

That and I'm going out drinking with a friend later this week - I may or may not think that I would or wouldn't have cheated...hypothetically. This way, I'm innocent.

Well, maybe not totally innocent. But I'll still look cute as a little Irish Lass!

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