It immediately inspired me to do the following:
Yes, I am that ridiculous. Embrace it. I'm not entirely sure there is a man of my dreams out there for me in this fairy tale. It's like I meet a guy or wind up liking a guy and I immediately see an end to wherever our "relationship" or lack thereof is headed. (irrelevant side note: trying to teach yourself one space after always double spacing is torture.) I'm not entirely sure if this is sabotage or just being realistic. Probably some twisted sick combination. Regardless; pandas need petting, especially when waiting for the panda of their dreams.
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