There was a time when hanging out with obnoxiously happy couples would instill in me misery and lonliness. There was a time when being around the miserable and the lonely would, emotional sponge that I am, sink me even further. There was a time when the closing of a show would cast me into the depression of a family breaking apart. I have
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but i just gotta oppose to the last sentences... i am a wild thing and accepting such statement would mean that i accept that i cannot be loved. But my hope does not allow that. So i say, you can indeed give your heart to a wild thing if you are wild enough to catch it.
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