I’m thinking a lot about love. How it can come and go. How it can be ever lasting. How it can be with a man and then a woman and then a man again. Or always with women and then poof! a man. How could I see myself with one man for 20 years and be so much happier with a man I can see myself with only 5 years? It’s all confusing. It keeps me up at night. I’d rather watch Nashville.
PS – I miss instagram.
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