The past few days have been a hard life lesson. Sometimes we just have to let go of people/ideas/ things that we know are not good for us. My heart flutters endlessly and my mind is in a state of constant fickleness. This time, I think I will be okay. I am a single girl now. Whatever that means. I've never been "single" my whole life. My friends and families surround me like a big oven; warming me up and keeping me contained. I have only ever had two serious boyfriends. But that is fine. I am sure I will have more. I just hope they forgive me for my imperfections. I hope my future boyfriend will stick with me through tough times. Won't fault me for being sexually inactive. Will think I'm sexy if I'm reading a book and not only when I'm naked...
I just finished watching Cyrano de Bergerac. I have a terrible time pronouncing the title. My friend Stephanie (who has taken French classes) likes to correct me when I say it. She says it through her nose and it really doesn't sound all that pretty. But oh god...when Cyrano's love interest mutters his name, I swoon.
Sometimes I wish my life was a French drama.
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