If I had a dog I would not feel so lonely, but I suppose that is asking for too much.

If I had a dog I would not feel so lonely, but I suppose that is asking for too much.

I am so infinitely happy that he loves me so much, and I pray that it will always be like this. It won't be my fault if he ever stops loving me.

He has so often told me he is madly in love with me, but what does that mean when I haven't had a good word from him in three months?

I have now reached the happy age of 23. No, happy is not quite the right word. At this particular moment I am certainly not happy.

Today I bought two lottery tickets, because I had a feeling that it would be now or never - they were both blanks. So I am not going to be rich after all. Nothing at all to be done about it.

I am racking my brains to find out why he left without saying goodby to me.