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I CAN’T DECIDE IF I’M LIBERATED OR LONELY

I’ve decided that being single is a strange, fickle business. How quickly the pendulum can swing from sisters doing it for themselves to wow solo AF. It comes down to a series of simple factors, notably: location, mood, agenda, and ultimately, desire to self-sabotage (I’m a Capricorn, we know no better). 

Par exemple: 

Swapping Hinge stories, lounge based with copious amounts of Rosé = sisters doing it for themselves 

Seeking out pictures of your exes and their new girlfriends = wow solo AF

Chanting Lizzo lyrics like it’s your birthright = sisters doing it for themselves

Being asked your spouses name on any kind of official documentation = wow solo AF

The course of true love never did run smooth, and apparently neither did the road to Singletown. Along the way, I’ve lowkey fallen for the path and all the delightfully juicy, raw emotion it summons. There is something intoxicating about being desperately lovesick one minute and legitimately inspired by your state of independence the next. 

You get to think fun thoughts, like I wonder what my end game lover is doing right this second. Or perhaps that’s a little too optimistic. All part of the fun. 

Maybe I’ll remain a solo trader, booming Khruangbin to an outpour of HATEMEDATEME love notes. 

Hey, I’m down for whatever. 

2 Comments
  • Don

    November 19, 2019 at 5:25 pm Reply

    You’re flying! Singetown = Singletown??

    • Carla Hastie

      November 19, 2019 at 5:35 pm Reply

      Lol !!!!!! Correct…

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