My love life is shit to say the least. Like I don’t even know if shit is negative enough of a term to describe it. I either get stupidly attached to losers or don’t give amazing, prince charming-like guys a chance. My first boyfriend was one of those losers. Story time: I came out my freshman year of college. I got my first boyfriend my freshman year of college. Long story short, my boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend and I was the one who got broken up with.. over text. I’ll probably elaborate on this fantastic experience in another blog post when I’m all up in my feels one night, don’t you worry.
Anyways, I’ve been single for about a year now (well, I mean.. I was single for 17 years to begin with before getting my first boyfriend) and being single gets really lonely and boring…
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