"Just Get Over It"

I've always hated that saying, and I can honestly say that I've never truly gotten over anything.

I don't think you should "get over" anything, ever. You certainly shouldn't dwell on them, or let them define you, but never forget them -- they make you who you are. You shouldn't "get over" something, you should take something from it. Learn something. And let it add an important lesson to your life, but don't forget about it.

Getting over it isn't the point. Not letting it define you is the point.

Honesty:

The best policy, except when it's not.

Cliché Valentines Day Post

Whine whine whine, bitch bitch bitch.

Denial of wanting to be loved, and other lies I'm telling myself.

Defiant last sentence denouncing the holiday,

and another lie about the hate not stemming from being single.

"This is a frustrating nightmare where everyone stares at my boobs instead of listening to me!"

I wonder what frustration that's symbolic for in my REAL life.

Maybe people staring at my boobs instead of listening to me?

Coffee Dates

Are always ominous.

How fitting.

On being self-absorbed:

"I like my blog because it gives me free reign to talk about myself, all the time, and no one can say anything about it"

-Me

Every Now and Then

I wish I majored in graphic design.