You are alone, you are not competing, and yet you come second best. A poor fool wrote the lyrics "Love is not a game, but it looks like I am winning". Happy people are a minority during a minority of time.
A couple of remarks about me that have made history: "...is such a slut haha. I love blogs" made me smile, "you seem so dry and airtight.." shocked me I kept it, and the most recent one, "what's up with you? you look like you are... drying", made me wonder.
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