Jake stood me up.
I looked very cute today. And I wore my pretty bra. And my legs are all smooth (I even WAXED them). And my bag was all packed. And the inscription was already written in the book.
Remember how Jake had asked me for my address? I thought maybe when I got back home tonight I would find something in my mailbox from him. Then today wouldn't have been a total disappointment. Then I wouldn't have to feel like my last shred of hope in MANkind had just shat on my heart. I had some coupons, an electric bill, and 3 cards - grandma, the dr with the kid i was dating, and my (now ex)brother-in-law.
Fuck. that. shit.
I came home to my cat. And cried.
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