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One day I hope I don’t have to work so hard for something to feel easy.
I’m nothing but a blip for him.
Sometimes I feel like we’re a clock with one hand stuck on eleven, never quite meeting in the middle at twelve. I hope we’ll find our time.
Hey, maybe I’ll be the world’s first person to enter into a parasocial relationship with someone I’ve literally had sex with.