subject line: watching him dance in a bar.


Athens, Georgia

The question i get asked most often is, “how have you and your ex remained such good friends?”

And it’s true - he’s still one of the first and only people i run to when I need a helping hand. However, i would be lying if I said he knew the first thing about the woman I am today. Nor could I tell you anything about the human he has turned into since the spring ended in 2015.

i would describe our “friendship” as this: we love to wish each other well right before we pray new relationships don’t work out in each other’s favor. It’s like some twisted Shakespeare shit.