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testin', testin', 1, 2,3.....

Dear Hiawatha,

I loved you so very much, that the moment I realized you were not the one, my life lost all purpose.
I didn't know what to do, to get over you.You were suppose to be the great love of my life.We were suppose to grow old togheter.....I was ready to chase you round town if you suffer another psychotic episode, and be very proud of my nutty, sexy husband.I promised you you would never end up in an asylum, not as long as I was alive and kicking.We were suppose to have 4 children.......
God, when will I stop making promises I have no idea if I will be able to keep.I loved you so very much my darling, sometimes it would hurt me physically not to be around you, and I really had no idea where to even start getting over you......I am too much of a grownup at this point to find perverted pleasure in stuffing myself with ice cream, or drinking like a fish, or having meaningless sex with people I don't even like that much......So I locked myself in my apartment and gave in to wallowing in self pity, meaningless chats with people who's eyes I can't see while we pretend to communiciate.....Well, my not so great love of my not so great life, it's been over 2 weeks now and frankly, I'm done with getting over you.....Which basically means I am now officially no more under you, but am fully over you now.I have to be because all the watermelon i eat( being depressed and not bathing affects ones appetite, I have only managed to have watermelon nd an occasional salad), so excess watermelon, and sitting in an armchair in front of my computer distracting myself with chat has given me a belly. Yes, it's succeeded in what not even beer could have succeeded in, it has given me a sad belly, (look in beer belly)......So you see my darling I am really too vain to be a stinky, (I didn't bathe regularly either), messy, depressed, self pitting little person I became realizing that you were all wrong for me, and if you don't mind I'll take my heart back now, thank you very much.Now someone wise once said that, no one owes us anything, ANYTHING, not even an apology if they've hurt us, and God knows you never did anything to intentionally hurt me, so I hold no grudges, but still, you have been a poor excuse for a soul mate and I am glad it's not you, because frankly I am not impressed.Why does this damn engine don't have a spelling check.Damn..............G'bye Hiawatha and thanks for nothing my friend, it's been real exciting and all, but now i gotta go.....

(not really)Yours,
k.
P.S. No I am not saying it takes only two weeks to get over soemone you loved with all your heart, but since you have started pushing me away the very same night we met,in the first place, I really have had a year to get over you and your frighten, hurtful, unimpressive ways, haven't I, so no more.....And I don't like myself smelly and yucky and depressed so seriously no more.....