Your advances are unwelcome and a violation of my privacy. Be lucky if I laugh at you with a cruel, sadistic sneer on my face, as opposed to reaching down your throat with my bear hands, ripping out your tender heart and lancing it with my erect cock. There is no love. Atleast I have not set myself up for a big, big fall. You're scarred for life.
Relationships are bullshit.
You've been used as a hole, a tool, a status symbol, as someone else's property. Today had two good moments. I met a guy who clearly loved this holiday as much as I did. We sat in a coffee house and poked fun at people, loudly and in their faces. It was great.