Winter Sonata

Almost forgot how tragic a love story this is.

Am officially drama-depressed.

Funny how I enjoy reveling in this sappy mode alone.

I suppose I never liked watching sappy love stories unfold in the presence of another human being.

It's quite a chore to hold back tears.
If you think crying is energy sapping, try holding back bouts of tears threatening to pour.

I resent the fact that I acknowledge loving this masochistic behaviour