Epic #Fail

I tried, I failed.

The reconciliation with the ex was a massive, heart-wrenching failure. Chalk it up to one, big boo urns.

I won’t get into specifics, because it really doesn’t matter. It has nothing to do with me; it  has everything to do with his ex, ego, and refusal to lay in the bed that he made for himself years ago.

Alas, it seems that some people never grow up. Regardless of what they say, or what they may want, deep down, their inner Peter Pan prevails.

And with that, my singledom has been restored, and I’m back, right where I started.

Here we go… again…

PS: Guys, for the record, it doesn’t make it any easier when, in the midst of breaking up, you tell the girl that you love her. In fact, it makes it worse. Same goes for all the “I think you’re amazing,” and “if only the timing had been different” bullshit. Skip it. Thank you. Sincerely, womankind.

About SleeplessInSinCity

A single girl looking for love in Las Vegas, a.k.a. all the wrong places.
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