If you ever find yourself needing to read “the signs” to determine whether he is into you… I promise you, he is not. (more…)
I have always been really normal. Don’t get me wrong, normal is great… if you want to be an accountant.
We’ve been friends for awhile. I like to think that we’re that really special type of friends. Super compatible, with an interesting amount of chemistry, with a potential future. I always thought that’s what kept us from ever actually doing anything. We met literally on the first day of college and, despite having different circles of friends, kept coming back around to each other. I think a part of me thought he might be the one, so I didn’t want to screw it up with any of the mistakes we inevitably make when we’re young and dumb. So, we were just friends. Awesome friends. (more…)
It was a steamy Tuesday in July. Ironic, only because my parents should have left for San Francisco the night before, leaving me to fend for myself for an entire month, yet they had decided to push their trip back a week for reasons I don’t particularly care to divulge. (more…)
It was a Thursday night. I was out with my friends. We were karaoke-ing, it was loud, and we were having a blast.
One of the most intimate things one can know about another is the nature of the demons that tempt them. We are the sum total of our vices; they move us, encourage us, seduce us, push us to the brink and then drag us back. (more…)
Let’s talk about the age old question, can your ex ever be your next?