HARTENSTEIN.

I was tempted to just make a post that said

"HARTENSTEIN.

This is why I'm single"

I'll elaborate, though.

So in middle school I was pretty much in love with Alex Hartenstein. Aside from the fact that everyone was sure he was gay and I truely believed that his skipping to class was just... normal? Skipping of the frolicking variety, to clarify.

I was pretty obsessed. One of my AIM passwords was "alexloversongbird." And, one time when I had my friends Layla and Rachel over, we were burning a bunch of candles on my desk and playing with the wax. I decided we should make a new candle from the wax of all of the others, so we made one in the shape of a heart. I shoved a piece of wick in the center and dedicated it to Alex. Later, possibly that day, I dedicated the back left leg of my stuffed horse to Alex. The rest of the horse was named Twilight when it was a girl and Lightning when it was a boy. Oh, except one of the right legs was dedicated to Austin. As was a stuffed tiger who was later dedicated to Tony in 9th grade.

This is why I'm single.