I bet it's the
Daddy Mammoth's fault. Oh
honey, I thought I saw some good eats rustling around over in that tar
pit. Why don't you go check
it out? I'll stay with Junior here.
No problem, Daddy Mammoth…hey!
What the hell! I'm
So here I am.
Alone with a family of stuck-for-all-eternity mammoths. Melancholy, melancholy.
Really, what it boils down to is this:
When do you know when to quit? When can you be absolutely certain
that now's the time to throw in the towel and you can walk away rock
solid in your belief that nothing more you could have done would help.
You gave it your all, any jury would agree with you, and you can walk
away with your head held high. There are no lingering Just give
it a few more days. Just trust that everything will be better
tomorrow. You know, without a doubt, there's nothing more you
But I can't do that.
There's always hope.
Fucking fucking hope. I can try harder. It's not so bad that
he doesn't talk. Don't DO this! HE LOVES YOU!
You know he does! Why isn't that enough? WHY
ISN'T THAT ENOUGH!?
Oh my God, you know what this means? Everything I ever thought
about love is a lie. All the fairytales, all the happily
ever afters, all the Meg Ryans, Sandra Bullocks, and Julia
Roberts of the world. Everything I heard from my mom, my
friends, people I observed on the street, none of it is right.
Love isn't enough. Love isn't enough to fill the
Shut up. Just shut up! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!
MY GOD YOU ARE PATHETIC! Don't you get it? Don't you
understand? You will never ever find anyone better than
him. You know you won't. Stop whining, stop
bitching, stop moaning and complaining. He's a beautiful
beautiful man and you are SO damn lucky to have him. Shut
up and have him! What's the other option--being alone?
Do you really wanna be alone? Do you really wanna be alone
without this gorgeous hunk of man?