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There are times when I consume too much alcohol around my friends and start singing songs that I don't fully remember. I start telling jokes that don't make sense and smile while feeling horribly lovesick.
I wish my entire life consisted of that. Feeling lovesick hurts, but it also feels somewhat liberating. I'm not sure that I would welcome a cure to it. Then again, I'm usually oblivious to the fact that anybody has feelings for me.
Singing along to "Hallelujah" by Jeff Buckley is so heartbreaking, that it's hard to remember happiness as anything other than resigning yourself to inevitable sorrow.
Wow. That's gay.
I wish my entire life consisted of that. Feeling lovesick hurts, but it also feels somewhat liberating. I'm not sure that I would welcome a cure to it. Then again, I'm usually oblivious to the fact that anybody has feelings for me.
Singing along to "Hallelujah" by Jeff Buckley is so heartbreaking, that it's hard to remember happiness as anything other than resigning yourself to inevitable sorrow.
Wow. That's gay.