and all it cost me was the price of a cinema ticket
thank you 500 days of summer.
i'm not exactly sure how you did it but, after watching the infatuation and the getting together and then the depression and then the getting over.....i can really say the desire has been spat on...spat on and smeared apart by a puma trainer
it's the fear i now have of resembling anything remotely similar to the lead and the way he deals with/views/acts in relationships, and also the relationship itself.
i'd rather thirty years of a silent simmering passive agressive marriage than the sickening cuddles and convos and cassette making.
so if record shopping together made me sick. now what?