I planned to watch shooting stars with my man. Meanwhile, he was shooting the shit with some extra-regular bitch.
Confessions of a Breakup
Of all the women in the world you had to go and break her heart.
Through My Eyes
Where do I even begin? How about at the end, since it's over now.
What’s in a Date?
I started re-evaluating this thing in a constructive way. #30Datesin30Days, that sounds like a lot of pressure. So what actually consists of a date? Well, let’s see what Merriam-Webster has to say.
Good Girl vs. Bad Girl
Somewhere between a "love me some Jesus, open up the doors to the church, good girl” and just a “balls to the wall, all the way out there, hard-core, dirty dog". #S#!TJustGotReal
So here, as it stands, on the eve of my self-proclaimed dating campaign & I’m reconsidering this whole thing.
No More Mr. Nice Guy
I guess a good girl just wasn't his type.
I fought hard to hold back the tears. Then I remembered that even the skies cried.
Will he? Won’t he?
Either he wasn't going to respond the way I wanted or he wasn't going to respond at all.
If love seeks love, then maybe when you think you’ve lost love, that’s really just God’s way of helping you seek Him.