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Feeling much like a pendulum, trying to decide if it's better to keep searching or just let things happen in their own time. To contribute or trust in fate. Both options sound silly half the time, and the other half of the time I think, "What else could I do?"
Anyway, he's boring and it's just not happening for me like it did before.
I hate these stupid emo posts because everything else in my life is going spectacularly. I don't want to let one bad aspect of my life eat away at the rest of my happiness.
Tomorrow would have been Papa's 93rd birthday. Going to the gravesite with my grandmother. This will not be easy.
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