can't read my poker face.

played me like a game of cards.

oh well, I feel like I've grown a bit since the last time this has happened to me, but nonetheless, it still sucks. I've been single for a year. It's an either-or thing. It feels good but at the same time lonely in a sense? Mhmm. I feel more productive this way.
Well, I got my license.

Time for those adventures I promised.










Should I just keep chasing pavements? Even if it leads nowhere?