BUT WAIT

wtf am i complaining about. I'm just bored and horny and lonesome for love. My period stopped! I'm not even that depressed! Looking in the mirror last night, washing off the makeup and the feelings of failure and rejection, I saw again that sight. That look in the eye that I think has been buried for fourteen years. The look that says

Hello dear you. Don't be so sad. You're fucking gorgeous,
You're a really nice gal. Quit beating yourself up.
Don't waste your energy on this.
Savor the moments alone, as if you were storing up light.
Why take chances on foolish romances if only they let you down?
Why not protect yourself like the sacred thing that you are.
HES SO NOT WORTH IT GIRL.