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  • -
    ...written on 2007-10-06, @ 2:11 a.m.

    I always thought I would be married by twenty, have a kid by twenty-two. Here I am with no prospects in sight. It scares me that the only thing that I ever thought I'd have for sure is the only thing I've never even been close to having. I'm not asking for perfection. I don't need a male model, a genius, a comedian. Hell, I don't think I even want any of those things. I'd just like a boy who gets my references and understands why I love what I do. I'd like someone as loyal as I'm willing to be. I'd like my now and forever boy but I'm starting to wonder if I have one. I'm starting to wonder if I ever will.

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