Next. Please step up to the bitch with no heart. For a small price, you too can fall in “love” with her, and, as a free bonus, she’ll break your heart. One small catch- she chooses the span of your love, and the time of it’s death. Come one- come all! Come inside and see men turn into broken shells of people. It’s quite the phenomenon! She’s never happy- she’s never satisfied- and she believes that there’s always something better! Step right up and try your luck. Are you the one, or just the next one? Gentlemen, bulletproof vests can’t keep you from getting shot down. It’s an amazing wonder! The girl with no heart. Touch her-she’s made of ice! You sir, you can love her, we all can, but if she loves you back it is in our contract to leave immediately. Small price to see the world’s little bitch. You could be the next victim! So sorry sir- and you loved her so much... Please exit to the left, therapy next right. NEXT! charley
Reason for writing:
well, it seems that I am very unlucky in love, and when i think
that it's working, he doesn't. when he thinks it's working, i
can't stand to look at the pathetic loser. i just got fed up with
the whole circus I like to call my life and decided to vent.
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