fuck.
i so hate this talk. every friggin chance i end up having coffee with
her, she started talking about how miserable she is with the
relationship. relationship, my ass. she wouldn’t know what a real
relationship is even if it hits her hard on the head.

he is such an asshole [pun intended]. he
cannot demand of her loyalty and blind faith if he cannot keep his
sex-starved penis off someone else’s pants. being amazing is no excuse
for behaving like a big-time chauvinistic pig. and for her to see all
these and do nothing makes her stupid. why in the first place did she
throw away a six-year relationship for him? maybe her ex-bf was pretty
stupid too. i never met him, thank God.

but
she, she’s such a nice, pretty girl. a little too emotional at times,
but she doesn’t deserve all this shit. or maybe, just perhaps, she does
deserve this. if you stay under a tree with the chicken shitting up on
the branch, the shit’s gonna get to you somehow.

“i
told him, maggie, to let me go. i am not getting any younger. i do not
want to wake up and realize i am 30 and have absolutely no idea if i am
going to marry him or not.”

oh, for chrissake, get up and leave. how difficult is that for most people?