really?

see, now i'm straight-up boggled.
& if it weren't for my penchant for scouring the missed connections in search of the next great "to the dirty, dirty dykes next door" (see below)...


i probably wouldn't have seen this.

or this slightly less egregious version that followed:


only one person coined the term, "delicious d".
this person nearly broke me. nearly.
lied to me about everything. everything.
& 3 years later, after drastic measures to extricate myself from all of it, from the lies, to stop my life from breaking apart completely, that's what i get.
amazing. "sorry" doesn't factor in anywhere.
really.