Ever find yourself wondering why certain things don’t work out how we want them to? Like, you try and try to make something work so desperately but you continue to hit roadblocks? That was my dating life. I had finally found the one, at least that’s what I had convinced myself but I couldn’t have been even more wrong. Everything I thought I knew I didn’t and I was mad as hell about it!
What was the point of falling in love if all you’d do was just end up hurt in the end?