I have just about had the worst weekend of my life. I'd rather eat glass than go through this.
I just don't understand jealousy, or the need to ruin people or their relationships with people. Just because you're not happy doesn't mean you can hurt someone else so they too can be miserable.
Rumours are dangerous things and they can destroy. My question is: What are you trying to accomplish?
In this case, sweetheart...where there is smoke there is zero fire. Not one spark or one flame.
Did you think I was stupid enough not to find out? Did you think I would just lie down, crumble and die?
Did you honestly think I wouldn't do some investigating...oh and when I did, how funny that the story changed.
I've cried my tears but you can't beat me. I'm stronger and we're stronger than you think!
I don't get your silly little game. Get a hobby and be miserable somewhere else.