the end
I did start writing a post about roleplay last night, but in light of recent events, I don't want to write about roleplay anymore.
My boyfriend has left me.
I don't, of course, really want to write about that either - I'd like to pretend that everything's fine in the hope that he'll come back, but to be honest I can't see that happening. So I'm sitting here trying desperately not to give myself a migraine, because I know that constant crying will do just that, but I can't seem to stop. I'm so rubbish without him.
Rubbish, and single. Terrific.
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Sorry to hear it.
*hugs*
You know I'm on msn all the time if you want some craic. Just remember there is plenty more out there for you
oh, mia, i'm so, so sorry. i definitely sym-em-pathize . . . I don't have any easy words; it never doesn't hurt.
Oh buggerating bollocks! I didn't mean to tell the world just yet!
*smacks the publish button*
But thanks y'all. Now no more sympathy, or I'll only try to milk it hehe.
Oh for fucks sake woman! You blog like everything's fine and then drop a bombshell like that. Go and get him you silly sod.
Bloke, if you're reading this go and get her. You silly sod!
oh hun, am sorry to hear that... how can you be rubbish without him?! Pick yourself up and soon... single can be good fun too! Sending you lots of hugs
t. x
Pissflaps! I drop back by to see what you're up to and it's all gone to bollocks again.
What Rad said.
Go get him back. Or just go get him. Wth a bazooka maybe.