If you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen. Or something.
I've been dumped. Yes, the greatest guy I've ever gone out with spent a couple days thinking and realized that he'll never fall in love with me, and since I'm so good to him and he treats me like crap, he can't do that to me.
Crackhead. He treated me better than anyone ever has.
So I'm now finishing his laundry before he comes to pick up his stuff tomorrow.
Maybe he'll change his mind? Probably not.
Apparently I'm just not loveable.