This is a rant that has nothing to do with rorita.

You’ve been warned.

It’s been several months since I ended a long-term relationship with my high school sweetheart. And I’m almost 26 now. It was somewhat amicable, but above all mutual. Still, it was pretty painful. But  miraculously, I have completely moved on. And since then, I’ve had this strange resurgence of teen angst. I’m automatically crushing on any slightly attractive male (based on physique or magnetism or character or all three). I can’t stand it. This is an interesting feeling.  I remember feeling this way every day between the ages of 14 to 16. And I hated it. I never wanted to feel that way again, but it’s unstoppable now. I have a terrible fear of reeking of desperation when I meet someone that I like. So far, no guy has expressed reciprocity to my infatuation, so I feel like a little girl. I’m so insecure right now it’s not even funny. It’s disarming to know that I have the flirting expertise of a woman my age, and confidence in my presence and sensuality, yet I can’t get a guy interested.

I hope this changes soon. Like, now.

Also,

Christian Louboutin platform gingham high heels. I die.