No is All I Know.

A boy asked me for coffee today. I said no. Like always. I always say no.

Without hesitation. And for the first time, I almost felt bad. Why am I

such an asshole? He's not even my friend, I only met him today. He

probably couldn't care less. But this isn't about the boy. It never is.


Hm, maybe it's not so bad. I don't know why I do it for certain; this

pre-determined rejection to all suggestive advances. But I'll just say

I do it because I have a plan. I'm going to Ireland one day. And I'll stay

there until I find the boy. Yes. That works.

Until then, I can say no to whoever I want.

I have a plan.

I can now go back to living guilt-free. =)