I don't have any reasons; I've left them all behind.

And now, a Cryptic Late Night Message.

One day, I will stop falling in love with boys, men, guys that I can never have, no matter how seemingly perfect they look on paper. God knows I need to stop doing that with Certain Ones Who Shall Remain Nameless.

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Oh, come on now. There has GOT to be a bigger version of this somewhere on the internets.