one by one they seem to come. the break ups from the people around me.

it is so heart rending to listen and talking to a sobbing, grown woman, especially when you hear the desperate na�vete of what they're saying, when they're clutching at straws.

people jump through hoops for love. oh, what a charade! when's my turn?=)

you crying people are really lucky and do wake up next morning feeling better.