and so it goes

It's over for me and Darling Guy. We'll be friends, though, as soon as I put the pieces of my heart back together. I'm fighting the urge to go live my life as a dairy maid and die broken-hearted on the alter of Stone Henge. Damn you, Thomas Hardy!
If you're the praying kind, pray that miraculously, we can salvage our amazing friendship and that my heart heals quickly.
Thanks!
Yours always,
Tess of the D'Ubervilles

this is me, fighting the urge to sacrifice myself to the tragic Thomas Hardy gods