GQ, @Cruiser – made me think – okay so it’s quite some time ago, I’m newly divorced, living far away from the madding crowds – seeking solice and comfort online – to the tune of addiction to chat – became an MSN chatroom mod infact, something I’m not proud of – as it means endless hours of modding endless drivel in real chat time – and for what exactly?
Met a girl a few thousand miles and an ocean away. Spent so much time with her online I thought we’d get married – it felt at times like we could actually touch and feel each other’s breath on the screen – but alas, once I asked her for a photo – she kept ducking and avoiding it – til I just decided to cut my losses, and heartbroken, I haven’t spoken to her since. Shallow? Maybe – but just a photo… if you can’t give that – who’s to know what the other person looks like. If she was disfigured, and said so, and gave me a photo – well, I dunno, maybe…
I’m slightly drunk and with my condition I think I’ll go lie down a bit befiore I reveal too much and even worse, start making spelling mistakes. GQ cruiser dude.