It is New Year’s Eve and I reminded

I kissed someone at midnight once, this guy I was h over h for who didn’t see me that way. He ended up hooking up with one of the girls we met at the party we went to, a girl he later told me he thought was strange and had a weird body. She used to IM me for tips on how to handle him–and I didn’t even sabotage her. Even though I wanted to.

This is my final post of the year.

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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