The other day, I told my friend I was a freak of nature. At 34 years old, I’ve never reallllly dated. I’ve got two ex boyfriends and a smattering of first (and sometimes second) dates under my belt, but I’ve never been a dater. Instead, I’ve spent the majority of my adult life doing something far worse. I’ve pined. I’ve been the queen of pining. Read More »
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