I’m gonna make this really easy for you: It’s not you, it’s me. I’m not ready for a commitment. I just don’t like you anymore. I know it’s hard to hear that, but you’re boring. And frankly, you disgust me. Ick!
I just…
I was sobbing quietly to myself.
I waited ALL. SEASON. LONG for this to happen last year, and then of course I knew this was coming, but really? really?
I guess that’s the mark of a good writing team.
BAH.