So yeah, everyone pretty much knows by now that I had a best friend. I thought that sometime in the future I'd marry this best friend. He broke up with me. Plans changed. I've built my single life up to something I enjoy and am proud of, but sometimes there are those moments as I'm falling to sleep, when a thought or memory floats through my head, and I think about that lost love, and it literally takes my breath away.
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jessica, you know that I am not a sensitive person and usually not a good listener and try to make light of every situation so picture me saying this in a german accent "I love pouches" to take your mind off the things that weigh heavy on your mind.
Thanks Tobi, you're right, that solves everything.
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