My New Years resolution has nothing to do with gyms. I want to find a boyfriend who sticks around longer than the one month the last few dumped me on this year. I am really sick of being single. Yet if things work out well there could be some great physical aspects, and it may end up being a workout after all. Just because bad things happened in the past doesn’t mean I have NO hope for a better future. Nothing depresses me and reminds me more of just how single I am than the way I had a New Year’s kiss EVERY year of my twenties in Austin and New Orleans and NONE for this year in the dumpster fire of Virginia.
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