I fell for you. We worked together for 7 and a half months and half that time I was pursuing you. I thought for a while you liked me too, but I guess I was mistaken. You realized I was flirting with you and you held me at arm’s length. I finally gave in and have been trying to let go of you. Get you out of my head. Going a month without seeing you helped a lot. I thought everything would work out fine. Then last week we went to a concert together. I was so close to not going, figuring it would be best not to see you. I’m glad I did, our Dartmouth favourite was amazing. But now you’re back in my head. And you seem to be rewarding my backing off by showing renewed friendship. Even though I know you don’t like me, I can’t stop from thinking thoughts. Your kindness is breaking my resolve. You are extraordinary, and I’m a wrecking ball in a summer dress. I want us to be friends, but be patient with my struggle to let my love go. — I’m Travelling Through Space And Time, But Now My Love Must Die

I think you are really special. We became fast friends not long ago...I can not tell if our friendship will develop into something *awesome* or if it will end abruptly. Either way you have given me hope...hope that there are humans out there that I can connect with. —Your Tubby Middle-Aged Friend

You're cute, funny, and I love hanging out with you. The problem is, you're my boyfriends friend.. I've noticed your acts of kindness and friendliness towards me. Maybe you like me a little too. Or maybe you're just a nice guy. Either way, I'm now helplessly attracted to you. You've got a bad side, and I like that. I have one too. We know each other pretty well already. But I want to get to know you more. —I Want You In The Worst Way

A most fortuitous Thursday evening one week past, made unfortunate only by its fatal transience, granted me the acquaintance of a young lady so lovely, a lass of such lewd, lax, loose, and liberated lucidity as to lay in waste all lordly limits that have littered in lofty alliteration the legend and lore that I've ever learned. Lo, do I lament my luck; or what little is left!

But Lettuce Be Reality that even laden by our solipsistic salad of sociopathic insanity, hope must linger long as memory lives. Thus I declare that, should my destination clarify, I'm gonna be the man to march Five Hundred Miles -- nay! Twice that, so sweetly does my heart in redundant bliss sing "dadada-daa" -- purely for the opportunity to once more glimpse your girlishness and ascend the mental Foundation of your Kingly edumacation.

And yet here I sit...

Will your sultry lips ever again yearn for another toke of my bogie's burn? Will you steal my buddy's beer and then deny it loud and clear?

SHED NO TEAR MY SHORT-LOST DEAR; Ms Miraculous McBeal, Bodacious She-Baba, Prefix To My Gator, Strayest of Pussycats.

Sustain your faith; I hunt for thee! — I Dunno If I Want My Name Beside What's Either A Pretentious Monstrosity Or Incoherent Babble

One particular day in Purcell’s Cove three years ago is not to be regretted. I had noticed you in lecture and been attracted to you and that crown of yours up front. What a romance blossomed and I don’t know what I would do without you or the way you articulate everything I'm thinking so much better than I ever could. The little emails always make me smile and despite the setbacks I know we'll get our shit together some day and say there are days and then there are days. I’ll hold a bag for you any day in any kitchen. You’re my best bud and I wouldn’t have it any other way. —The Jonathan Richman Cover Band

You're right, it is appalling that there is such overt racism against First Nations in such a public place. He was wrong to call it nationalism, you were right to call it racism, and I'm proud to live in a city of free-thinkers who aren't afraid to put discrimination in its place. —Happy Easter

Thank you Burger Week for showcasing the great local burger joints Halifax has. My tastebuds thank you, my stomach thanks you, my arteries... maybe not so much. —Halifax Hamburglar

I was walking in front of the library a while ago thought I saw you, I never stopped thinking about you.This weekend is Easter.I'd love it if you called me or if you would hippy hoppity to my place for a sprawl in the hay or to share a bottle of wine and have a conversation.As long as I can see you,be with you again,I'll be happy.You make me feel a way I've never felt in my life. I miss those greenish teal colour eyes. —Do You Like Pizza?

I didn't see you at all and was totally in the wrong. You're right, I was looking at my phone. I am so so sorry. Glad we're both ok. —Learned Their Lesson

We have been in each others' lives since the beginning. I have known you longer than anyone else. We were apart without contact for almost ten years (before the magic of social networking) and we clicked like it never happened. No subject is taboo and the comfort we have with eachother makes our GF/BF jealous. But due to a certian indiscretion from our parents, we are left wondering if what I know we both feel is wrong. I am always there for you and you for me, and even if we never cross that line and I'm sure we both do, I will always be there when you need me. I hope by some chance you read this and know finally how I really feel. I could be completely wrong but if I'm not than we should figure it out. —Denied By Life