Well...all the mushy, gushy happiness ended today. Doesn't it always work that way? You're on cloud 9 one day and the next day lightening strikes. So, I've decided to handle it in the most mature way: get myself a taxi home, crawl in my bathrobe and sit on the couch where I can let the rain cloud over my head pass in peace. It's the only thing I can do at the moment.
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