Wow. That last post was some ridiculous, sad-sacky drunk bullshit. The embarassed part of me thinks I should delete it. The rational part of me says I shouldn't pretend I don't get that way and learn from it. That's what happens when you spend time with exes and their new boyfriends before you're ready, kids.
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Don't delete it; it was honest and true at the time. And don't think that ladies on here are unattainable, stuff happens all the time. You know; the good, loving kind of stuff.