Well I'm glad I do not tolerate head games, life is to short, the one thing I promised myself when I was little was one day I would be big, and when I get big, I won't let anyone screw with me. Well at fifteen I was big. I may have taken it way to far, because I finally fell in love at 32, short lived but worth the feeling, not the memories of the guy, but I won't tolerate head games.
Now that I am big, and 44, I just may be falling in love for the second time. This one was worth the wait. Big time.