Okay, maybe you should cry.
But crying’s for pussies.
And when you think of pussies, it makes you wanna cry even more.
So. Tuck a fleece blanket around your shoulders, settle in front of the telly, and have dinner on comfort food: Grey’s Anatomy for starters, loads of portions of tender, eye-gleaming Mc Dreamy and for dessert: sweet Belle de Jour.
Droop off to bed, kiss Mr. Right on your right side, tuck in Ms. Beauty of the day, and dream of a mind-boggling threesome.
And don’t cry. Or only in the wink of an eye. Because there’s always a dream to live by.
Yours, threesome truly and unduly,
Ms. Mc Dreamy-de Jour
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