People think because I’m a rockstar I’ve got it all. They’re wrong—I don’t have love. And I am so DONE with the status quo.

What made me done? A moment that included my boyfriend’s dog and another woman’s panties. Yeah, you heard me. Classy, right? And I thought he was The One. Talk about dousing my hopes for a happily ever after with cold water. Another bad end to a bad relationship in a long string of them.

So I’m packing my guitar and heading to some small town called Rough and Ready to find that love psychic everyone is talking about. Her track record gives me hope. If I can find her, she’ll be able to tell me where my soul mate is, right?