05 October 2017

Long, cold nights during October's full moon

I started dating when I was 16-years-old. 

That means I've been dating for six years more than half my life. 

At what point does this perfect person actually show up? I mean, I've gotten rid of the list and I've stopped looking, but every single time I think about giving someone interesting my number and a little of my time it turns into another disaster.

Enough with all that. 

I'm just going to read and go to bed.

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