Hey, there's a lot of girls on this thread slagging off what appear to be pathetic guys who fancied them, and letters they sent and whatnot. Not classy. I was that guy! You know when one of the "funny" guys from the class comes over and says "will you go with my friend?", with a slight smirk on his face, and points over to some oblivious dweeb eating a Wham bar?...well, that dweeb was me. In fact, it still is.
I once went out with a girl for two weeks without actually meeting her. At the time I thought it was kind of sad but looking back, you know, it was probably one of the better relationships I've been in. Ah, Angela... what are you doing now? Do your curls still spill over your eyes like plastic springs? Does your voice still lilt like the gears of a meat grinder? Remember this star-crossed love of yours whom you ended with so unceremoniously.
why are there so many threads about how shit men are???