Reflections of A Hopeless Romantic

I've loved and been loved a few times now. Each time a little less embarrassing than the last.

That's the best part, I can actually say.. I grew with each one! But boy, hindsight is 20/20.

Anyway, from E.R visits for a head injury to me ex being set on fire, let's talk about it.. shall we?

This is not a "book", no this is a journal. A random series of events as they come washing over me, leaving me asking "WTF was wrong with me?! UGH!" "You couldn't pay me enough to date him now." etc. In no way, do I actually believe I am stupid. But like, maybe I used to be.... does that make sense?!

I'm 27 now and have much higher standards but younger me... she was a hot-ass, desperate, mess. She was also fun, free-spirited and loved harder than she was loved. She was her own hero.... that sounded corny as hell. Anyway, might as well read Chapter 1, you made it this far!