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by
Lane Moore
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August 2 - August 3, 2019
I was never normal to begin with, so if I was going to be weird, I was going to be the kind of weird that made me happy.
Whenever I start thinking that way, I remind myself, “If this person is really your soul mate, you can’t text them too much or too soon or be too much for them. If it’s right, there’s nothing you can do wrong.”
I truly wish TV shows and movies would change their ratings to things like “Rated R, for Really Good Romance,” or “Rated PG, for Promising Gays.”
Nothing blooms year-round, so if you need to be alone right now, that’s what you need. And even if you fear that you’re at the beginning of a depressive spiral that will ultimately lead to you failing at life because you can’t be around people anymore, you’re probably not. You probably just need a break and it’s okay to take it.
But my point is, I think that’s what you do. You book that trip for yourself, you take yourself to dinner and enjoy it the same as if someone else took you out. You take all that love you keep giving to selfish idiots and try to throw some of it in the general direction of your own heart and you pray even a little bit of it sticks there.