"If you're not going to buy something, you really should leave."
Her words reverberated back and forth in and out, ringing in my bones. I stood under the clouds; standing over Ocean Beach. My thoughts tethered over thoughts of failure. The cold. The deep dark gray smeared across a deep blue sky. The ocean reflecting the same sorts of sentiments. The charcoal sand. Me. Being a PUA. The cold. I let it all eat at me. I let the sad, ice shiver of failure crawl up my back and into my neck. I let it all eat at me.
-May 25th, Krista
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10 years ago
Chin up. Roll your shoulders back. Relax.
ReplyDeleteGo out and focus on having a good time instead of getting numbers; works for me!