This town is one long awkward kiss.
Except this time you don't get to laugh about it.
Or roll away and say you're tired.
Or break it off.
I'm sorry you're sad. And that, for the tenth time, you and Mickey aren't working out. Your two-year is on Monday. Don't you think this whole thing has gone on far enough? It's too dramatic. It's too
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If I fall in love, I fall in love.
If I get pregnant, I get pregnant.
All I'm saying is those aren't the reasons I'm alive.
And I'm glad that they aren't yours either.
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People always say I am going to end up old and lonely. Well, eventually we are all going to end up old, and I really am not that lonely now. I can't see myself suddenly having a change of heart after it is "too late."
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