Zen and the art of not texting 'whatsername'

It's been 2 weeks exactly since I last texted 'whatsername', tonight is a make or break thing for me... i've had vodka... a lot of vodka, and I am continuing to drink it due to the fact that I still want to text her... but if I do, I am just opening myself to more heartache than I can handle - I love her, more than I love life itself, but she fucked me over bigstyle and that is something that cannot be forgiven or forgotten.

I know there are other women out there, I had 2 chances tonight - one on a plate, but it just doesn't feel right at the minute, at least not with the 2 who were there - whats that all about?