I’m doing a cleanse. Emotionally and Physically. Or, my own version of one, anyways. Here goes nothing. Physical I haven’t had alcohol (minus one small glass of incredibly overpriced Rose) since I got home from New Orleans and this is probably the longest I’ve gone without drinking since I turned 21. It’s funny, as a millennial…
on facing those tinder nightmares
I’m mad. I’m angry. I’m insulted to the point that my fingers are a-buzzing and I need to get this out into the universe. They say that dating is a game. Sure, I’ll play. I’ve done the apps. I’ve done the “act cute in a pizza place and get picked up by some weird guy…