WTF?

Ok, so I'm looking over my friend's journals, and I see much agonizing about love lives or lack thereof. Just about no one is safe, apparently. I can't say that none of it'll ever happen to me, but dang, it sure is hitting a lot of people at once. I only wish I could come up with something to reply with that's at least halfway meaningful. Feels like I may as well go ahead and complain too, but I don't want to. Somehow I don't want to.

Of all the things that I can fix, I can't even begin to repair a broken heart.