Showing posts with label making the best of it. Show all posts
Showing posts with label making the best of it. Show all posts
July 1, 2012
June 27, 2012
:(
Well, it's over.
If he was an asshole this would be so much easier. But he's not. He's pretty great. And we were pretty great together. And oh, I hate this! I hate this, I hate this. And I am sad. And angry. And frustrated. And disappointed, and weary, and confused.
Fortunately, however, all you have to do to win at life is get up more times than you fall down.
So. Here we go.
(Again.)
If he was an asshole this would be so much easier. But he's not. He's pretty great. And we were pretty great together. And oh, I hate this! I hate this, I hate this. And I am sad. And angry. And frustrated. And disappointed, and weary, and confused.
Fortunately, however, all you have to do to win at life is get up more times than you fall down.
So. Here we go.
(Again.)
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