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The Coffee Shop
Nerves shot Eyes lock I sit and stop, As I make my way to the coffee shop. Listening to the people talk, connections form as liquid foams Sweet and warm on my tongue. Everyone is engaged in deep conversation as I sit still in my depression, static playing in my mind as I try to…
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Business and Pleasure
You know the age old saying, “never mix business with pleasure” well as far as black out drunk me goes, that rule does not exist, nor has it ever existed in the space time continuum. The barely alive, last two functioning brain cells dancing around in my head thought that it would be a grand…
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IT’S NOT ME, IT’S YOU
Yes, you read that correctly. I am not the problem, you are. You. The one who takes forever to text back and only wants to talk to me at your own convenience. That’s fine we can FaceTime, but only on your timeline. What’s mine is yours and what’s yours was never mine because the only…
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Honesty Is The Best Policy
Honest is the best policy. Or is it? At this point and time, I can’t decide if it is better to say something or say nothing at all. With the technology and power that we hold at our fingertips, it is so easy to block the cold, hard nasty truth out of our lives. It…
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When Does It End?
At this point it is beginning to get comical, how cyclic my dating life (or lack there of) has become. We match, we text, we meet up for drinks, maybe we fuck, and then the rest is history. No, we don’t date. No, we don’t end up happily ever after. I mean we never speak…
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It’s Not Like The Movies
I keep thinking one day I am just going to walk into a library or a bar or a supermarket and it will happen. That will be the day. Maybe our hands will touch as we both reach for the same produce, maybe we will make eye contact as we shift through the aisles of…
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It’s All Fun and Games in Love and War
Instead of girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes, my friends and I are plastered bitches with fake eye lashes. We ride in our cars with the windows down, yelling the lyrics to our favorite song. We stay up all night drinking, spending money that we don’t have. We promise ourselves that if we…
The Austin Dating Chronicles 