Never in a million years would I think that I’d be giving my ex some girl advice. This is awkward. I feel like break ups end up being a competition of “who dies miserable”? But he’s just so god damn pathetic it hurts.
What is going on today? My two best friends are calling me today about how terrible their boyfriends are and how much they hate them. And it freaks me out, this is what 90% of women and probably men do about their “significant” other. Made me appreciate my single-dom a bit, and sort of sad that a relationship will never be better than those first few months of getting to know someone....
nostalgia |näˈstaljə; nə-|
I take Bart to work daily, and one morning I’m listening to “A Crow Left of the Murder…” album. And I feel like crying, not necessarily in a sad way but just a weird memory/ déjà vu. Here I am 24 years old riding Bart to AAU listening to a familiar album on my Ipod, and when I was 17 I was familiarizing myself with this album with fresh torn cellophane in a CD player riding...