Yeah, shit happens.
I had it million times.
Must be a record. With 120
girls a day (from birth) you would be about 20 years old.
Yeah, the girls LOVE me!
Or they obviously don't... but after breaking up they never tell me why.
(Yup, I'm the one who doesn't give up.)
But at the moment I have a lovely/beautiful/nice/caring girlfriend and at the moment I feel really OK.
I'm feeling OK.
Yeah thanks, that lifts my spirit, the heartache from a 8 month relationship ending suddenly dissapeared. I want to sing and dance with the butterflies, pick flowers, make a little crown of them and put them in my hair. Dance! Dance and Sing! Joy and love to everybody! Sing with me!
Well, that a nice example of sarcasm... But you made you apology, and they're accepted since I don't feel zo bad from the break-up myself most of the time