I love when they cry in front of me. I lite up a smoke and order another drink.
I hate when I have to beg them to come back.......all the false promises I'll make just so I can make them fall for me again so I can enjoy that smoke and drink scenario.
I've had both actually.....I like a good screaming match when it's called for. I hate the Dear John letters.....
This is a pretty bad ass post...