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once we find what we've been searching for, why are some of us reluctant to let go of our single selves?
is single life such a constant flurry of fun and friends that settling down immediately fills us with the urge to shake things up again?
and why does becoming apart of a couple imply settling down?
maybe we shouldn't expect to get everything from one man, but instead feel comfortable getting different things from different people?
although at what point does separate interest become separate bedrooms?
I couldn't help but wonder to be in a couple do you have to put your single self on the shelf?
my head hurts
is single life such a constant flurry of fun and friends that settling down immediately fills us with the urge to shake things up again?
and why does becoming apart of a couple imply settling down?
maybe we shouldn't expect to get everything from one man, but instead feel comfortable getting different things from different people?
although at what point does separate interest become separate bedrooms?
I couldn't help but wonder to be in a couple do you have to put your single self on the shelf?
my head hurts