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Kind Regards?
Hornet's nests and shitty sticks. When will I learn? Nice to have your words over-analysed, though. I'd hoped the addendum about not getting pissy when dumped might have made my tongue in cheek remark more obviously that, but obviously not.
When I was seventeen I imagined myself to be in love. I was not. I, as I suspect many is the case with many others, didn't know the meaning of the word. I carried that around, like the fool I am, for a number of years, and caused myself and others a fair amount of pain. That's all. People use the term 'love', when embarking on short-lived, obsessional and ultimately destructive relationships, more than they should, and the starter of this thread reminded me of my younger self. I could have done with similar advice. |
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