prompted by sinclair…
1. If I was being really honest with myself, I would admit that the reason I still seem so not over her is not because she was that incredible, but because I’m bored with the other options.
2. If I was being really honest with myself, I would admit that I voluntarily participate in aggravating relationships because I value the really good sex that has been a part of them…and I worry what that says about me.
3. If I was being really honest with myself, I would admit that I’m most likely not going to make it as a professor once I finish my Ph.D.
4. If I was being really honest with myself, I would admit that I really did kind of feel it when I met them those two brief days and told my friends I’d met my future husband…even if that’s completely ridiculous.
5. If I was being really honest with myself, I would admit that I think I’m kind of a catch…despite the occasional self-deprecation.
6. If I was being really honest with myself, I would admit that sometimes I’m a judgmental bitch and that’s not always ok.
7. If I was being really honest with myself, I would admit that my greatest fear is not making an impact.
8. If I was being really honest with myself, I would admit that I don’t think I always mean it when I say “I love you,” but I’m working on it.
Femme FATale 