Friday evening, for the first time since January, I see
Bonnie. I don't see her at the Bar in her old Coors gear, or run into her on the subway; I see her on the side of a bus stop shelter in midtown. She's gazing at me seductively from a fashion advertisement, and it absolutely stops me in my tracks. I'm grateful that
Jenny isn't with me,
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and i understand about bonnie. there are some exs that you thought you loved but damn you just realize you were obsessed and they knew it too.
*hugs*
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loving the new icon :)
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Best!
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The best decisions I've made were noted like afterthoughts. I just sort of realize I already know the answer even though the question itself isn't at the front of my mind. Over thinking and rationalizing tends to get in the way of decisions like this for me and I just end up spinning my wheels until I get stuck with the default option.
Good for you.
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