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Date Night, Part 2

So...I kinda left you hanging, but I'm here to bring you up to speed.

New Boo showed up.

I literally had put Tinderfella out, and two hours later, New Boo contacted me.

I guess I should've kept it moving, but I had dreamed of him twice -- once that very night. So it was almost like I called him in the atmosphere.

He was here in about two more hours. And we were naked in another hour. Ugh.

Afterwards, we went to brunch. We walked in the park. We went to Ikea. He didn't leave until Monday morning. And we hashed out everything. I finally got the closure I needed. My conclusion?

New Boo is a pathological liar who has way more problems than any person should deal with. He's a user, and he's a selfish, inconsiderate, and generally awful person. While he does have some redeeming qualities, they are few and far in between.

I love him with all my heart and it's gonna take a miracle to change that any time soon. I wish my love was enough to get him where he needs to be, but it'll never be. Furthermore, I don't want a fixer-upper. I want a fully-formed human.

I'll keep praying for him, but that's about all I can do. Being with him puts my heart in jeopardy and I just can't risk it anymore.

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