and so once a month or so, those of you that are loyal readers will roll your eyes at me and shake your heads at my hidden tears and leave me comments telling me to stop being an idiot.
T and I hit the wall again. We are both to blame, but I think it huts me more, because I still hang on to hope. And although it is better that we keep things platonic, it always hurts something terrible when it gets restated, no matter who makes the decision at any given time.
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