PostSecrets for this week

This is how all my relationships have ended. I prefer not to lie anymore, but if I find out that you're bullshitting me, all bets are off.

Been worse lately: the whole hell hath no fury... which is why I prefer to be single.

One of my buds is coming over for dinner tonight - he is on a vicious rebound and is probably going to try his luck, in which case I'll have to assult him with my 2kg dumbell!

I have still to meet a friend that can't play on my emotions: One of them, that hasn't been in touch for almost three months, suddenly starts getting sms's and mailing again and not even a week later I find out that there's a favor that said friend would like to ask. Funny that.

Anyway there are two postcards for this week, below is no 2:

This one speaks for itself. I did get my kicks (and my kids) when I was really young. Suprisingly: having the kids didn't interfere with getting my kicks. Ironically: now I get most of my kicks FROM my kids. They're a hoot!