The Guy Who Ghosted Me

“Forget this college tour, let’s get home so I can go on a date.” I don’t always make the best decisions. It was the winter of 2008-ish. I was newly 21, newly unenrolled from Emerson College (take care of your mental health before you become anxious about odd numbers, dump your long distance boyfriend hoursContinue reading “The Guy Who Ghosted Me”