mr darcy you've broken my heart

dear mr phil,

you were my tall, dark and handsome mr darcy. let me repeat that once more...you WERE my tall, dark and handsome mr darcy. what has brought on this sudden change of heart? what has caused my flight of fancy to have changed course and made me cry myself to sleep each and every night these last few days? it is so because i received some devastating news.

you have upped yourself and left me. left me here in the dark gloomy city of melbourne whilst you frolic around in the land of legalised pornography. how am i, this little, sweet, innocent, uncorrupted viker meant to compete with such voluptuous women there in sleepy canberra? how oh how? such a question i shall never be able to find an answer to.

so, as the great shakespeare said once....parting is such sweet sorrow.

love,
viker helga