Well, enough stewing already.
Only true friends are worth all the time and energy I've been wasting on making myself feel like crap about this. And they wouldn't make me feel like this in the first place.
Besides, who needs bastard fickle friends when you have:
1) A therapist
2) A fat warm cat
3) Real friends who actually give a shit
and last but not least,
4) A gorgeous boy like this...
|These "head kisses" was spontaneously initiated by Jake|
last Sunday while we were eating cake