Bah humbug
Maybe it's because it's my birthday. Maybe it's because I like to feel sorry for myself. Or maybe I'm right about everything, and I need more in life than to simply exist as I have been doing for quite some time now. Whatever it is, I am not happy today. I feel more alone than I think I've ever felt. When it comes to my relationships (friendships and otherwise) I always get the short end of the stick, it seems. I guess I've just been waiting for something perfect for too long now.
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"What is the definition of perfect?"
"There isn't one."
"Exactly."
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Happiness is a journey, not a destination. Remember that, Stephanie.
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"What is the definition of perfect?"
"There isn't one."
"Exactly."
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Happiness is a journey, not a destination. Remember that, Stephanie.