<3:-) I know that using your pretend knowledge from the Internet to analyze my psyche is your coping method. But seriously? Get the fuck over yourself. I'm not broken in some corner like you, depending on a man to survive. Rawr, bitch.
Patricia Ann, I vividly remember the way you walked, that subtle way your hips moved in a tight pair of jeans, Tricia. Devastatingly beautiful! That memory got me through law school and past the bar exam!