I’m not sure if we should blame Hollywood for our quest to reunite with long lost loves or if it has something to do with weeding out the stupid people via natural selection. Either way, I went for it.
His name was Devon, we met in high school and he had surfer hair. Obviously we were in love.
Unfortunately for Devon, I was too cool for school back then. After some very intense flirtation in creative writing class and a daily routine of having him walk me to my locker for two years, I blew him off by disappearing from the face of the planet– I withdrew from school, graduated through a local university, and was never heard from again by anyone. [Read more…]
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