I haven't written anything in here because I couldn't get the aim of this theme. Me and you had quite a nice mail correspondence, haven't we? I went dancing yesterday, had a lot of good time. However I missed someone like you there, a thoughtfull and kind friend that I could talk to, so I danced for hours. Being a dancer of a large calibre I was easy to notice, and a blonde chick waved at me. "Have we met?", I asked. "I've seen you arround...", she said, "but we never talked." "You are very beautiful...", I said and placed my hand behind her, showing in this way a wish of intimacy. "I am not alone", she smiled, "tonight I am with the guy next to me. I just wanted to check if I can get any guy, so I waved at you." "Was I fast...", I asked. "Very...", she laughed. "O.K. I'll go then. I would kiss you before I go, but I do not want to make problems, so would you just imagine me doing it?", I asked. "I did", she said, "Thank you!", I said and went back on stage. You say you are bitter on life, probably because you are too open. It is an aspect, but not the main and only one. To my mind you never had enough of self-esteem. People that believe they are beautiful are perceived as such by the rest, and are happier...