So THAT'S how it's gonna be, eh, Lindsay?
A nightgown over leggings -- LEGGINGS! WHY DON'T YOU JUST STAB ME? -- accessorized with a Hefty bag? FINE. FINE. If this is what you want, then FINE It's OVER. I LOVED you. I DEFENDED you. I MADE YOU MY AIM ICON, FOR PETE'S SAKE. And this is how you decide to end it? Well, I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY NOW. Because MY HEART is BROKEN.
PS: The shoes are still good.
PPS: My endorsement of your shoes DOES NOT mean I am NOT breaking up with you, because I AM. But let's all remember WHY I am. BECAUSE YOU PUSHED ME TO IT. It's all YOUR FAULT. I tried to make this work. I tried to COMMUNICATE. But you just wouldn't listen.
