Few friendships could survive the moodiness of love affairs.
The self-righteous rule out the possibility that they are what has gone wrong.
Mars and Venus are at it again. This time, Hephaestus is standing by with a private detective, a photographer, and a lawyer.
I am the center of the world, but the control panel seems to be somewhere else.
Go ahead and voice your criticisms, but don't expect to be invited back.
We understand through resemblance.