When I choose someone, they better be someone good and not just someone convenient. I won’t waste heartbreak on some d-bag. Or that’s what I tell myself is the reason I’m non-commital.
a life blog.
This used to just be a blog about random crap in my life until it got boring and I stopped writing.
Now it's turned into documenting my life of single-dom. As I approach my quarter-life crisis, I figure it's about time I took an interest in finding out what's out there so I don't end up living with a house full of cats (I don't even like cats). I'll try to keep the angst low.