In the brink of cuffing season, it seems many of the failed connections I thought I friend-zoned found their match. So there is a happy ending.... right?Here's certainly one way I've seen guys trying to combat the friend-zone:It didn't work for either of us because he stopped being the sweet guy I knew and started treating me like an object.... so, like 96% of the other ones currently swiping through tinder. Knowledge of each other's existence ceased as we know it.
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How do you react to rejection?Do you wave your hands in the air (or wave them in the air, like you just don't care)? Do you breakdown like an '87 Oldsmobile with a self-esteem as busted as your radiator? Do you catch on fire like a Samsung Note 7 at 32,000 feet? Or do you suck it up like lemon seeds at the bottom of grandma's lemonade? This guy was certainly not the latter.... I've gotten to the point where rejection from guys is the least of my worries. Rejection from jobs of my dreams, rejection from buttoning my favorite Levi's, rejection from a sold out show, and rejection from the gate when boarding closes 15 minutes before takeoff when you thought it was 10 are FAR more of a travesty. It's all about frame of mind and honey, mine is now bedazzled!Gosh, I love this quote! My other favorite quote about arrows is something to the effect of: 1 stick salted butter
1 cup packed brown sugar 3/4 cup real maple syrup 1/4 teaspoon baking soda 1 cup cooked, crumbled bacon (not bacon bit shit lol) 2 ounces bourbon (1 for mixing and 1 for shooting)
His guilt is always loaded
And his words are ammunition His pressure strikes my chords like a trained musician He afflicts more than pain yet holds expectation Of mercy-dipped compassion --free of allegation A mirage of infinity miles in the distance My true heartbreak harbors in my stream of least resistance Since once again I'm on the move, I figured I could share a brief post of encouragement I've found in my travels....In no relation to Linkin Park, I found this beauty in Manhattan one night in September on the way to dinner.In a Dallas library, more specifically "the hood" aka Oak Cliff, I found this beautiful dedication. Find beauty everywhere, friends-- especially in singleness.Is it possible this power you still have?
Phone lines and e-mails topped with a laugh The unlikely contender, but holding your own Comfortable coops are meant to be flown from Unsure whom holds greater insecurities From sweet somethings to screams Reflexes hyper-aware, you turn recluse As not to suspect manipulation you'll use The most beautiful thing you've ever seen Spawns pure evil with thorns in between Sharp seclusion pins feathers with wire Inhale my smoke, because this girl is on fire A map contains infinite road ways to my heart; mine presently has 9 countries and counting.My road of singleness is a blessing. Being the sole navigator to my next destination is liberating.How else would I be able to:
Living abroad taught me that I can adapt to almost anything. I'm kind of a bad ass bitch (no DNA test needed) and a force to be reckoned with because I survived the alleged sex trafficking and terrorism in Europe. I actually enjoy spending time with myself, which is contrary to how I felt before this trip. I learned I don't want to tolerate life, but enjoy it. My initiative on this trip proves that I have the power to change anything that makes me unhappy my life, within reason of course. I also learned, not in a feminist way, but empowering way that I don't need a man. Like fighting this societal trend of pressuring you to feel like you need someone else to be complete when you're rapidly approaching the age of 30. I didn't let myself down. And honestly, people thought I would be home sick and get sex trafficked or kidnapped or would have you and I had nothing but great stories to come back with and a certain fulfillment that I wasn't even looking for.... Like the dots on a map, the raspberries are just that; sweet upon meeting and tart upon departure. Cake:
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