Another day... Another reason why Love Is A Cunt

Love is a cunt because it follows you around wherever you go.

The aftermath of the said concept has in fact followed me from my last workplace to the current, with my ex-bastard's fiancee's best friend working in my office and loathing me to the very core.

Just as I was relieved that she was leaving, she brought one of her other friends into the office today to be interviewed for her role when she leaves.

Bring it on!

OK, I'm the first to admit that my love life over the past year and a half has hardly been a fragrant bundle of innocent romances.

Fact: Yes I did have an affair with that girl's boyfriend, and when he split up with her she did find my car parked outside and my shoes in the hallway when she came to collect her post.

BUT how dare the friend hate me on her behalf, and besides, if anyone should be hated, surely it's HIM?

AND SHE'S FUCKING MARRYING HIM!! Jesus, have it out with your fiance if you're that obsessed.

I know love is blind, but that's yet another reason why it's a cunt.