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On loves.

by Alice, Falling

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September 23, 2020

Beginnings and Endings

I have a bunch of entries in my “drafts” folder, and tonight, I clicked on the first one. August 13, 2014, 3:26 a.m. I wrote it late at night, after my first date with now-ex-boyfriend. I don’t m...


May 13, 2020

How things fade

On the third night of my brother’s wedding, I kissed a friend of the bride’s. So here’s the thing,” he said to me on the dance floor. “You’re super cute but we live really far apart, so I don’t ...


November 03, 2019

On un-exing.

What do you call an ex-boyfriend you are, once again, dating?  “My ex” had felt foreign on my tongue for so long. A title reserved for other people I had once cared about but who now made me sigh...


May 26, 2019

Goodnight nobody.

Technically, we broke up in our therapist’s office on a Thursday afternoon. But it wasn’t until that Sunday that the finality of what we—or, really, he—had done sunk in. The rain fell from a gray...


July 30, 2017

Tonight

I went out with my boyfriend and his friends tonight. We went to Bootie SF, which is a semi-raunchy dance club, and I had some sangria beforehand and a vodka cranberry and, later, a vodka orange....


March 09, 2017

On what's next

There are things I don’t say. I don’t talk about how sick I was when we stayed on Tonsai Beach in Thailand. Don’t talk about how I could barely move, I felt so bad. Don’t talk about how I laid o...


December 22, 2016

Tis the Season...

for breakups. My brother and his girlfriend broke up a couple days ago. “Just so you know,” he texted me at 6:30 in the morning, “we broke up last night. I’m flying to Oregon today.” Boyfriend’...


It’s September, and I realize that I haven’t spoken to Tuesday Night Dinner Date since April, or maybe before. Every time I’ve thought to call him in the past months, I’ve thought about how shitt...


January 06, 2016

and the good

As soon as it hits midnight on my birthday, it starts. Boyfriend and I are watching iZombie. They’re talking about the Susan B. Anthony coins. “You know what the B. stands for?” he says to me. “B...


December 27, 2015

White Christmas

According to the top trendsetters, racism in 2016 is subtle. Not flashy, not too in-your-face. These days, it’s timeless. It’s Christmas morning in San Francisco, my first without my family, and ...


November 30, 2015

Winter

I’m starting to think that I’ve been in the very dull, subtle depression for a while. There are things that make me happy, for sure, and I’m never sad. I just feel dull, and drained of energy, an...


August 13, 2015

Coco Louis Vuitton Prada

So, I have a boyfriend. With the exception of Jason, with whom I lasted 2 months back in 2013, I haven’t been in an actual, defined relationship since 2009 (and that was with Chris, who too laste...


July 31, 2015

51 Weeks

“He and I were in Target with my girl friend,” I say to my therapist, “and I was trying to help her pick out a body pillow when I said to him, ‘Um. Why is my entire ear in your mouth?’” Next wee...


June 11, 2015

Of dead and dying

On a dead friendship (from an essay I’ve been working on about me and ex-BFF): We’d been so lonely for so long that we decided we were going to be best friends before even meeting in person. She ...


March 24, 2015

Gambling

There have been many riveting moments in our non-relationship, and I’ve been hesitant to acknowledge them - whether in writing or indulging in letting them roll around in my brain - for fear that...


February 17, 2015

Valentine

I told him this story weeks ago, standing in his kitchen with his friend, tipsy off spiced Malibu rum and apple juice: (I’ve told it before here, too.) My brother dropped a feeder mouse into his ...


February 11, 2015

Are takebacks allowed?

So I might be a little bit of an idiot. That guy I’ve been seeing? The one I’m pretty much (ok, it’s a little more than “pretty much”) in love with is not quite so in love with me. Or at least no...


February 04, 2015

The best.

My bedroom is full of ants. Tiny ants that I thought were sugar ants, only they don’t eat the poison-laced honey I leave for them. Just now, I flicked one off my keyboard. I’ll wake up at 11 on a...


September 26, 2014

Shift.

It happened gradually and then all of the sudden. “I’m trying to decide if I should buy more plastic surgery or freeze my eggs.” I play it off as a joke (“You’re such a weirdo,” he says to me.),...


Twenty minutes after sending that text (see previous entry), he calls me. I don't answer. Shortly after I receive the following text: "I can't sleep knowing how badly this upset you. I think if ...


July 20, 2014

Dont Make Me Rape You

A text I sent tonight after my 4th date with the CEO whose TedTalks I helped edit. Didn't see this one coming: "I don't sleep with someone until I feel ready. I don't want to be a tease, nor do ...


December 07, 2013

Diplomatic exchanges.

I dated this guy for two months and during that time experienced the best food and worst sex of my life. I felt like we were fizzling, but he confirmed it by dropping me off at my car one lazy Su...


Book Description

In this book, I’ll talk incessantly about boys I’m madly in love with and who will, in all likelihood, be completely out of my life within six months’ time.