MARTINI CHRONICLES

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I'm exchanging my paint-by-numbers approach to life for a grab-bag full of the great unknown.
I'm tired of choking down a plate of predictability each day.
From now on, I'll gobble up the grey area and serve up a side of spontaneity, seasoned to taste.

Sex sells. Syntax spells!

♥ JANE DOE

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Sadness ensues

21 at a wedding in the Bible Belt, minus a plus one and sans champagne. I do believe a severance of ties is in order.

I don’t recall having been this lonely since the last time I was forced to sacrifice a holiday to come down to these here parts. These people are all so unconditionally in love with each other, and I haven’t a clue as to what that even means. It’s sad and it’s depressing as hell and I want out.

Ughhh.