(pause for relentless sobbing)
Not to fear, dear friends, because according to Netflix, where I spend most of my miserable hours nowadays, an adorable, quirky shop keep with a heart of gold is around the corner, waiting for his moment to shower me in posies and affection in five, four, three, two...
~sarah p.
p.s. Not to make light of this- I assure you I am awash in consistent waves of sorrow. My self-doubt is at an all-time high, my heart is in the gutter, and I'm really not sure how I'm going to pull through. xoxox
p.p.s. Have you guys been on American Netflix? So many movies! Ahhhhhh!
2 comments:
You're a catch. Your wit is sharp enough to cut glass or any awkward situation right the heck up.
Getting dumped sucks major ones. Thing is, gals like you are at a premium. No way you'll be unattached for long, unless it's of your choosing. Go listen to some Pointer Sisters and buck up, Hot Stuff.
Thank you so much, stranger. I feel better almost every day. xoxox
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