Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.

Yeah, that's right. I'm talking to you, long distance relationships. You'd fucking think that I'd learn from our past together. Hell fucking no, I fell into the same deep shithole as last time. Only difference is, it's a different person.

I told myself I'd never fuck with you again. But look at me, I fell. And I fell hard. Look where I ended up. Even though there were no labels or anything official, it was still a relationship. And it screwed me over in the end. Thank you, long distance relationships, for fucking me up once again.

A wise person once told me though, "Once you hit rock bottom, the only way to go is up." Thank you, Yssa Badiola. (P.S. I miss you.)

I swear, never again. Fuck you, long distance.