I'll suck down a lil and add more hot cocoa.
So I can savor instead of merely drink
a whole corner of alcohol and no desire to drink it.
except for the peppermint in the cocoa.
that's really the only place that it's worth it.
I don't understand cheating on your mate.
I don't understand how you could do that, how you could ever be comfortable in their presence again, how you could breath, knowing that you'd hurt them like that...even (or especially) when they don't know.
If it's an understood.. that's different... though just as bizarre to me..
But it's so rarely an understood.
it's so rarely honest.... or forgiveable.
I've broken up with someone on the basis of thinking that I might at some point WANT to cheat on them with someone were I to have the opportunity.
I don't like lies.
ANd I've lied too much in the past...
though I've never lied about that..
I wonder why that's so hideous to me...
why it's so.. utterly no go.
I have to dilute the cocoa.