I have a terrible terrible cold!
I was up all night crying cos I was watching When Harry Met Sally.
Yeah yeah, I can hear y’all snigger.
Go to hell!
It’s so crappy that I can’t see these movies and believe that that could happen to me too.
Pure fiction. That’s what it is.
Fantastic marketing strategy. That’s what it is.
Cos you feel like watching it again and again cos that’s the only way you’ll ever get the chance to find out what it’s like to love forever. Forever kind of love is only for stupid people who fall in love the first (and last, cos who wud wanna go thru that again?) time, where they actually believe it’s gonna last till “death do us part”.
Then when they break their useless hearts their stupid brains begin to understand that all that was just a freakin lie. No more DDLJ or 50 First Dates or fucking Serendipity.
I’m gonna die alone.