Well it's been 3 weeks since "the break up" and Ive been asked out by 7
different guys and not gone out with any of these boys because i just haven't felt ready yet. But this past week a guy asked me out that peaked my interest and I figured it wouldn't hurt to just try. Soo I went on a date with him last night. Right before said date i ran into the ex and guess what .... I didn't explode. The date wasn't that bad. I got to do things that I love like drink and smoke and didnt have to pay for any of it. (god bless those southern gentlemen) He didn't seem to be a douche but ya know every asshole I've ever dated didnt seem like an asshole at first either. But in the end he was, I dont know if it was the fact that he shaved his arms and legs or that he lied about his age or that he lives with his parents, but somehow I figured out the error of my ways and the lack of personal depth in his complete being. So in closing rebound done.
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