So i feel like i should start this shit off by saying. The one think that seems to run fervently liquid throughout my whole teenage life: is the fact that i really have had my fare share of boy troubles. i call it being in nigga jail. Like, I'm serious. i feel like one boy screws you over then you re worse for the next "man" & so on & on ward. My main issue is becoming the women who can just go into a relationship naive, and unmarked, and full of hope AFTER being proverbially stoned to death by the cave men ass holes that came before him. I feel like its some sort of learned undefinable gift, like the ability to read people or do a Rubik cube. Neither of which I'm very accomplished at. That being said I'm working on. like balls to the walls dead set on figuring out. without the use of greenery [i dont believe in it] or numerous self help dr.drew books. Thus, my newest game plan is historically adjacent to the age old mantra "savoir faire" & if you don't know what it means, please google it and edumacate yourself.
