New tip for the day:
For the sake of your own sanity, when the person you have been lusting after and openly flirting with for like, a month, tells you that P.S. I'M IN A RELATIONSHIP and I have been for like, um, 8 fucking years, you should go ahead and not sleep with that person because that sucks. And you're not going to be any happier, and you might want to kill yourself 100% of the time after that because it was so great and you know you're never going to get it again. And how could you ever be happy again and isn't it funny how that festering open wound where your heart used to be just throbs and is a constant reminder about how bad everything sucks in the world.