The Purge
I call this season of my dating life The Purge. Being forced into letting people go that I was holding onto for dear life. Discovering my worth, no longer questioning what I deserve, never accepting less, only welcoming peace, I call this shit The Purge. Being intentional, I called you because I wanted to. Things like I want to see you. I miss you. I’m only here to fuck you. You’re not worth my time. Intentional. It’s working.