Dear Love Life-

Tonight, with the persuasion of Bottle Of Wine, i have decided to give
up on the hopes of you due to the fact that i am 24 and haven't felt
requited love once in my life aside from that of my parents. Yeah, i'm
young, but i figure getting this out in the open and accepting it
right now is a good idea. No more crushes, no more expectations, no
more chances for outside sources, only me and my cat and a bottle of
wine. And my best friend. Spending my Saturday night crying every so
often is not my idea of fun. I should be out on the arm of some hot
guy being the hot biatch i am. But, i am not. So, whatev. Why is it
that every guy that goes after me and I give a chance to is a
skeezeball?

Sad And Drunk-
cj