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Men admire each other when they are at their best, but women enjoy meeting each other in pits of despair.
We need women. Somewhere along the way the balance shifts and all these boys you pine for now become men who are very afraid of being alone.”
Later, I’d drop people for far less, but Debra had imprinted on me. It’s like that with the people who know us when we’re young, when we’re still figuring out the world and how we might fit into it.
both looking for something in the other person we hoped would make up for our own deficits, wide gaping holes that were far too cavernous to fill, but who knows that at twenty-five? Who knows that ever?
