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It just gets better

Its kinda brutal how every time I go through a breakup (as an adult) I have the same stages.

First I feel like my world is ending, and the thought of starting over makes me physically and mentally sick. Losing my comfort is hard for me even if I know Im not happy or healthy with someone.

So for about 1-3 months I literally lose my shit.

Then I put my focus on something else and make sure Im always busy. I focus on work and socialize (in all different forms, even manic risky stuff)

Then my focus starts paying off in ways I never saw being possible.

My first adult breakup that mattered and I lived with him…I ended up saving up and moving out of my parents house, (at least independently) finally at 24. I took photography, walked all the time, taught myself so much about art history and got a pet bunny. I also slept with half of Boston, but I never really had a slut phase before that so …like whatever..we all deserve that phase.

This last breakup wasn’t even with a good person. Like he was satan compared to my ex before him. It was 6 months since my other breakup so I wasn’t even looking when I met him. But of course I let him come around and literally ruin my life for 3 years.

He was truly crazy, and a sick human, and I knew that by the first time. That was my bad.

Either way, he was brutal and so was the breakup.

I lost it to a whole new level.

This year Ive accomplished things I KNOW I would have NEVER done with the chain and ball, that was my ex. Never.

I’m so happy, and this is how it always goes.

Once I’m able to do these things that get me places in life.. I basically lose any care or part of missing the person.

I go from caring SO much. then before I know it I care SO little that I basically feel nothing?

I hate to say my borderline can be useful sometimes…but like…thats whatsup

Im like Taylor Swift in a way. I need to go through a breakup to kick some real ass.

Have a nice trip 🖖🏻

Winthrop Sq.

all of the lightssss

(I’m a christmas light junkie) They hang in my apartment all year. They should have no expiration date.

Jackson..the only pup who gave me a lunch break

Jackson was my favorite, I got him for an hour and a half everyday. His mom was so kind and sweet to me. But I never ate lunch because “Bostons best dog walkers” should have been called “south shores best (?) dog walkers” because as far as I know I was the only one in the actual city. Braintree, Quincy and Revere is not the same as “Boston” buddy. He would have me walk one dog for a certain amount of time in the fens/back bay, have me take that dog with me to walk another in the seaport (so basically take the other dog for an extra 45 minutes so dog napping) and expect everything done on time. It made no sense whatsoever. Bostons not a tiny lil city, so why am I the only one running to every damn corner of it? (I was in it for the dogs, he was a lunatic. and now I can’t get unemployment because I got paid under the table for most of 2019) ..anyhow..Jackson used to be so chill and let me stop at the food trucks. He was so patient (unlike those little dogs who hate other dogs, kids…fucking everything, and never stop barking)

I remember our routine would be walk around the north end, sometimes go pick up Brady..who was such an asshole to Jackson *smh* and I’d eat my Roxy’s grilled cheese down atlantic ave, tune out and shoot the shit with him. I got a lot of weird looks, but who doesn’t like Roxy’s? and dogs are insanely good listeners so stare all you want.

— Story time with Allie

The Lexington

– previously known as three of the hottest on Lexingtons most wanted –

If ya catch my drift.

At least we can reunite in a better version of Lexington. (Cambridge) AND they have way better drinks and make a dank grilled cheese.