Author's note

We all want someone that even stays with you when you're old and wrinkly, right?

All except me. I don't know if that's what I want anymore ever since my boyfriend I've had since I was in high school ran to Miami with his new chick.

I promised myself to stay single for the rest of my days and show everyone how good I'm dealing with being a single woman.

I mean, it's way more fun without someone having you in a chokehold and keeping you back from all the fun in your life with an invisible leash that's fastened on your collar and he's in charge of everything you're doing.

And oh god... I couldn't have been more wrong.