Love Is A Battlefield

I had dinner with the guy who broke my heart, and it was everything I didn’t want it to be. It had been a year since we had seen each other. A whole year of mending, meeting people, dating, and moving past our relationship. Or so I thought. Two weeks prior, it was brought to... Continue Reading →

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The One Who Got Away

He was one of the worst boyfriends I ever had, but I guess I can’t really blame him as he was just one of many bad choices I made at the time. I had just moved from New York City to Folly Beach, South Carolina, longing to be a beach bum to thaw out from... Continue Reading →

Drunk Date, Part 2

The continuation of a past cringe-worthy date. Here’s where we left off: I agreed to a second date, mainly out of guilt and hoping I could make up for the fact that I was a complete drunk. I had a chance to prove I wasn’t a total train-wreck. At the very least, I owed it... Continue Reading →

Drunk Date, Part 1

I’m not proud of this one. I no longer drink alcohol (a story I’ll get into another time) but here is a date that still makes me cringe: My friend was hosting a party on the rooftop of the Canary Hotel, and I arrived just as the sun began into set. It was one of... Continue Reading →

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