Well fam, this isn’t a movie. And we don’t always get the results that we hoped to have. But we do always get the results that we need. I feel like life works out how it’s supposed to one way or the other.

I made myself vulnerable and was met with a ghost. I opened myself up to someone and and it didn’t pan out how I wanted. c’est la vie.

As long as I learn a lesson then it’s no love lost, right? I mean, I honestly barely knew the guy…but, he absolutely had my full attention. I mean, I could see serious potential. But alas, he did not. It’s been humbling for sure. I haven’t felt rejected like this since 9th grade when Eric Greene dumped me for Kala Crosby (and let’s be honest, that was much more emotionally tolling).

As weird and bad as it feels, it’s almost refreshing. It’s nice to know that I can romantically care about someone else. There was a time when I didn’t think anyone else would ever get the chance to hurt me; I thought I was stuck in purgatory living the same pain over and over. Hell, it’s refreshing to feel new & different pain. It’s even been nice to miss someone else regardless of how minor.

So to be better in the future, I will be more cautious with my words. I will try and be aware when I’m acting selfishly. I will not lash out as soon as I catch small feelings for someone in attempt to self sabotage. Lessons, I am learning lessons.

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Being born and raised in the south should have made me more inbred and less tolerant, but something went wrong in the grand scheme of these damned rebels. I am; brutally honest, a bad driver with a record to prove it, a connoisseur of stand-up comedy, the eldest child, an aware procrastinator, semi-sweet, the result of my mother losing her virginity, easily excitable, a lover of music, a pretty shit liar, late to any event no matter what, myself without apology.

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