Sometimes, I feel like this cheap, dirty little emotional filler, time filler, when she is simply out of reach, out of league.

I really wonder how you juggle sometimes.

Maybe, I have to wait till the day when your little tricks work their magic on her, and you decide you have nothing to lose, then would you let the truth out.

Poor little her, she will never know what hit her, would she? Sometimes I would like to see it happen, cos I selfishly would like to think how you would ruin her perfect, pretty life. That would be so damn cool.

Today has been an incredibly weird day when all the men in my life, work-wise, otherwise, pissed me no end and I seriously doubt my self-worth. Even more so than ever.