Took my alleged boyfriend out for a few drinks last night....spied on him through a crack in the bathroom door shoving his tongue down another man's throat. My my my. When will I learn? I've had enough of this dating crap. Today is his birthday. I'm reminded of a song by The Smiths which I imagine will be on a loop for the rest of the day: Unhappy Birthday.
"I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday,
'cause you're evil and you lie..."
Thinking a lot lately, about the one that got away. The best boyfriend I ever had. We dated for a year and it ended sadly. I miss him so....
Instead of focusing on boys, I truly ought to focus on my work, my writing. Here, here. I think I've made a marvelous decision.