Once in a while, you get an intense moment of stupifying clarity, like a reindeer just nunchucked you in the arse.
A scary majority of my male friends are Moody Loner Bastards. Some were and have outgrown it, some are and will always be, some you just step away from muttering "...issues, whoa..." to yourself
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