Ms. Pixie & Me (via Confessions of a Love Addict)

Posted about two weeks ago, this post was authored by a bloggy friend. While she concludes that she’s not like the “dream girls” movies portray now and again, I read through it and felt heavy realizing that this “Pixie” may actually be me.

Except for the fact that the hero never follows through to sweep me off my feet and dry my tears.

Any follow through always comes as an email or a message months, even years, after the fact. “I should have treated you better. You’re a catch. You’re amazing. I’m so thankful to have had you in my life. I’m happy now, and I hope you find what you’re looking for.”

Thanks, but no thanks.

In other news, I suppose this is a good time to announce I’m taking a sabbatical from dating to focus on school and myself. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to hang out with my handsome, funny, sweet guy friends; I’m just “emotionally unavailable,” okay?

Anyway, read on. Happy Wednesday.

Dude, she's just so cool, Mr. Possibility's awkwardly handsome friend recently commented while we shared beers in Brooklyn. I mean, she's just amazing. She's like a dude but not. She doesn't pressure me for anything and she doesn't care if I call her back or not. It's so cool. The sex is outta control, dude. Dudeee. While a girlfriend of one of his other friends jabbered away, talking about high school though she was nearly 30, I found myself mor … Read More

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