Why is it that horoscopes are ALWAYS. FRICKIN. RIGHT?
Seriously? Cosmo told me that towards the 29th I would have an epiphany that the kind of guys that I always fall for (including the one I most recently have) are so not good for me.
No matter how much I would frickin love it if they were.
I mean, really. What girl wouldn't frickin love that.
Scrumptious.
Anyway, it was right.
I was blind.
Ugh. I hate this part.
When you realize you were stupid the whole time for hoping for something that wasn't even there.
No matter how much you wish it was.
no matter how much you wish it was.
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