Listened to Ariana Grande's, "thank u, next" song 38 times in one day and decided to write about what I've learned from my exes about love, patience, and pain
“We’ll be fine. What are you afraid of? That I find out your poop stinks? Book the trip.”
And that’s how I found myself booking a trip with a man that I barely knew for two weeks that I met off Bumble.
Don't try this at home. And mom, I'm sorry (again). *Names have been changed to protect identity "I know we just met less than 24 hours ago, but do you want to come to Atlanta with me?" --Rewind-- I met Ryan* the night before at a bar in Downtown Orlando. I guess telling people we … Continue reading The Second Date Road Trip