This week's situation: "You Have Been Told, 'Let's just be friends." "Yup
. Friends. Awkward, melancholy friends.
So. Friends. Friends dull melancholy.
Curse my harmless affability!
The Curse of my satisfaction harmless!
If I were a songwriter, I Could Make Productive use of this.
If I were a composer, who could make productive use of it.
On the upside, hey, at least you're telling me this INSTEAD of disappearing and Hoping I take a hint.
On the positive side, well at least you're telling me this instead of disappearing and hopefully take a lead.
Cool! If I collect five more rejections, I can send Them in for a free bike!
Cool! If I collect five rejections, I can send a free bike!
OH GOD MY LIFE IS OVER - oh. Wait. I'm not sixteen.
my God, my life is over - ha. Wait. I'm not sixteen.
* sigh * I understand. You Simply Can not handle my raw animal magnetism.
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