I stopped to think about all the people I know who are married or are in fulfilling romantic relationships, and I realize that I’m jealous, but what are you gonna do. If it’s not going to happen, it’s not going to happen, and I’ll slog on by my lonesome, trying to keep fighting the good fight.
disordered thought processes
hidden in the seeming chaos is beautiful, elegant order—at least, I hope that's true.
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