My next mistake
At some point, you have to move on. You have to get up and live life because the alternative is death, and no one wants that. Not yet.
Like all of my friends and my therapist said: I’m only 23. There’s no reason to settle down or find a soul mate right now. I’m at the age where I need to focus on who I am, not who I am when I’m in a relationship. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself.
I should probably stay home and do some writing tonight. Heal my soul and not talk to my not-boyfriend who still hasn’t moved out of my apartment yet. But I’m not doing that, tonight I’m going on the prowl. I need to find someone to fill me up, I need to feed off the emotions of someone who wants me bad enough to risk losing it all. Tonight, I’m going on a hunt, I’m looking for my next mistake.