White girl of the north
As in pale and snowfall-pure, as in things I wish my life was more of.
Tonight I was convicted of something I haven’t wanted to think about when considering my failed relationships. They weren’t Christians. One of them said he was and ended up being the worst person to ever happen to me. So who do I believe….
I seem to really be dragging my heels when it comes to this dude and that’s quite understandable. I cut myself slack. But I don’t want to do the same song and dance with yet another dude unless I know he’s different and I’m not going to know that until I go out with him, and you see the cycle? I don’t even want to get caught up in that. But I guess I have to? I should give him a chance to show me as much, I guess.
I am for sleepy. Goodnight kids.
