Life continues after the Me Too and it still isn’t pretty
One Day I’ll Be Over This
You say I’m brave. Braver than the guys I like, which isn’t saying much about my bravery.
This guy who I’ve been into HARD for the last couple of weeks says to me last night ” I can’t decide whether I like you or not.”
If you have to think about it, you don’t.
Go eat a carrot!
Life goes on. It’s beautiful. It sucks. I guess I could stop it, but I’m not that brave.
Ten minutes after the guy I REALLY like ends it with me, I’m back on Tinder. It’s my typical reaction after rejection to feel wanted. I used to feel guilt around this reaction, but now I don’t give a fuck. (Or I give a fuck… if you get my drift there.)
The Morning After… Some funny sex stuff.
Yes. I want to go a little crazy for once. But I won’t. Or will I?!?