Heidi Priebe

You can’t keep dancing with the devil and ask why you’re still in hell.

15. Obsess yourself into a dark, dreary hole of self-loathing.

We all want resolutions as simple as purchasing a plane ticket, updating our “Current City” on Facebook and moving on with our lives, but we forget that our emotional ties run deeper than that.

Here’s to the damsels who pulled themselves out of distress and to the heroines who didn’t wait around to be saved.

I’m texting you this because our generation has whittled interaction down into a series of superficial scripts that we exchange with one another on autopilot but I’m almost okay with the trivialities if they end up leading me to you.

“But then I’d have to put on real pants” is a legitimate excuse that you use to not do things.

This is me accepting that you’re leaving. It’s my acknowledgment that there’s no further argument to make, no angle left to take, no plea or bargain I could wager that could get you to change your mind and stay.

ISTJ – You were probably the hall monitor.