Usually, I’m not so lucky.
But I went on what I think was a date on Wednesday. And he alluded to the idea of doing it again, but with him cooking.
I’m so happy about the possibility of this being a thing. He is cute, funny, and already a friend of mine.
Please let this be a real thing, for once.
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"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity."
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