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The Love Affair Ends

(Sniff, sniff) I don't know how I'm gonna get through my Sunday nights without Sex. Week after week I have relied on it to make me laugh, smile, and feel all fuzzy and warm inside...and now my sex world is coming to a crashing end. Boo hoo! I feel a little ridiculous to have such strong feelings for the nearing finale, but I can't help it. I honestly feel like I'm losing something here. These women aren't just characters on a tv show, they mean much more and stand for much more than that. They have become a steeple for city chic women everywhere...they're down to earth yet posh at the same time. I might be building them up to be more than they are cracked out to be, but I made an emotional investment in their lives from the first pun that came out of Carrie Bradshaw's mouth. It was love at first pun. Seriously though, the end of this era has kind of got me swirling into oblivion. I think about everything the four of them have been through...how close they are, how they are always there for each other. I want to cry thinking about how much it tears them up to be apart. Like Big said...they're each others soul mates. Now I'm sad, I'm on a low, and it's making me rethink and reevaluate my life...my independent, alone life. Oh no...it's not making me depressed now, is it?! Oh GREAT! And now it's raining! How perfect is that? Perfect drabby weather for my oh-so-perfectly-drabby mood. What else can go wrong?! OH SWELL...LIGHTNING AND THUNDER. Somebody save me before I slit my wrists.