I have a date today.
When A. and I broke up, and stopped talking, I slept with two guys.
Before A., that’s the life I lived. I’m young, and I love the thrill of life. I loved having complete control of my emotions. I wanted to be cold, heartless… I wanted to be fun. Desired. Lusted for.
After A., I’m a little… well I’m fucked up. I mean, I’ve been but I’m a little extra now. A little crazier.
And I know what you’re thinking.
How about you take some time to be alone and figure yourself out?
I know who I am. Miss Independent.
I know what I want. To have fun! Feel normal again.
So I have a date today.