Don't Text Your Ex!

Don't Text Your Ex!

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“Just Don’t Do It” The holidays. A time for cheer, spiked cider, glowing lights, over due family time and ex boyfriends. Maybe it’s just me and my sideways love life but I swear that my ex’s are on the same sick twisted cycle. PHONE DINGS “Hi Briche, how are you? Coming home for Christmas?” DING DING “Hey Chels! Looks like Cali is treating you well. Will you be coming home for the holidays?” DING DING DING “Hey babe, will I be seeing your pretty face at home soon?” For starters – don’t say “Cali”, ever. Second of all – the moment we broke up is the moment you lost all privileges to call me babe or anything besides my name and even that is pushing it.

Lastly, yes I will be coming home and my time will be consumed of taking selfies with my dogs and laying on the couch with my mom so, take a hike bro. As much as I would love to rekindle our old flame and ring in the New Year with the past on my arm I’m going to have to pass. But wait, on the other hand, how else is one supposed to pass time while visiting old stomping grounds? I can only annoy my brother so much and over dosing on sugar Santa cookies won’t take too long so these guys might actually have a point worth considering. Sike.

Here’s the deal, and cliché as it is – your past is your past for a reason. Don’t waste a text message let alone your valuable time on someone who doesn’t deserve it. We are all guilty of it, trust me, my roommate didn’t’ buy me this shirt for no reason, but as you pack up to head home don’t let the holiday cheerfulness clog your brainwaves. View it as a prep for the New Year. Flush away the old and have an open heart ready to accept the new. Plus, we have a blank space baby.

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