Lies my football coach told me...
..NO. Chicks do NOT dig scars.So. Kinda been hanging out with this girl from work. She used to work for Panera, but the Insurance Agency next door hired her on to be a secretary. She left on good terms so she tends to come in and hang out with me while the closers are cleaning up.
Managers dont care, because she used te be panera family. And she is gone when they leave.
We werent really dating, never really kissed. but we would talk alot and flirt.
Yesterday, I was working with my sleeves rolled up. and she asked about my scars.
I told her the truth. Some were me being an idiot. Some were genuine accidents, and some of them were inflicted by someone.
Some of you know what I am saying. Some dont. Dont worry about it.
Anyways, she got this weird look on her face. And she said she was so sorry. and please dont take this the wrong way. I was a really great guy. But she "can't date damaged goods"
Yes, that was a quote. I kid you fucking not.
So, she left. I baked.
I got over all my scars and why I have them a long time ago. I went through a few years of self worth issues because of it. But I finally told myself I was gonna give it one more day of covering myself even in the hottest of the summer. One more day of wearing gloves so no one can see.
I gave myself one more day.
And nothing changed. So I i said fuck it. Its my skin.
People can bitch if they want too.
Everytime I get rejected because of them, i still get a bit shaken though...like my ground is suddenly made of dust, instead of earth. The roots cant grip.
We shall see eh?
We shall see.

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