merde. j’ai fait un petit effort et il m’a fait du mal.
i recently found myself grieving a situation that was doomed from the start. has that ever happened to you? i knew it wasn’t for me from the first date but sometimes i just need a little excitement of a faux budding romance.
dating in this new world is so strange. admittedly, i definitely contribute to the strangeness… bringing strong lover girl energy to situations not meant to last.
giving myself emotional whiplash as a result. most of the time it’s not them, it’s really me. my standards too high that nobody can realistically reach them (except for that one fine puerto rican/guatemalan man who lived too far) – i ultimately am setting myself up for disappointment.
here are some recent lessons learned:
- their love language is always physical touch
- if they wanted to, they would
- sad music = not over their ex
- following their ex is a red flag
- checking themselves out often/selfies = they think they’re the prize
- the hotter, the dumber (sometimes)
- formerly ugly —> funny, smart, thoughtful
- always hot —> not funny, kinda stupid, cares too much abt appearances
- NO braces
- once a cheater…….
- bad skin = reflection of diet
- DO NOT date below your standards. you will regret it.
thanks for reading my rant~

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