What would have happened if I had not met you? I would not have lied about things that did not happen. I wouldn't have to think how I could be better than the ex. I would not have wished for more. Not having the feeling of being deprived of the love I deserve. Not ignoring my friends for someone like you. No feeling humiliated when I was told I was regretted. No breaking of hearts. No waiting for call every single night. No talking of my male friends under hushed wooden ceiling. No thoughts about I am wrong but I still have to go on. No falling in love every moment I saw you. No tear stains on the pillow. No craving for sound sleep. What did happen when I actually met you? The only point I remember now is the pain . Never again. "If anyone who happen to glance through or just stumble upon accidentally on this blog, please do leave a comment and make my day."
for she rants in exasperation of her highly myriad mind which knows no end to being obnoxious. And she won't shut up about it.