I have no one to blame but myself.

Time and time again I've fallen for your lines. "I want to see you." "I can't wait to see you." And yet every single time, I get my hopes up, wear something pretty, and wait for the call that inevitably comes: you telling me you can't make it. Again. I have no idea why I continue to let you do this to me. I'm an attractive, intelligent woman. But when it comes to you I am an insecure teenager waiting for you to validate me. Today was the last straw. I'm not putting up with this anymore. I wish you well, but there is no future for us. —Over and out


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