I pretend to be a realist. I wear the facade of having a concrete grasp on reality.
But I’m really a romantic idealist at heart. Forever a dreamer, I keep naive hopes within my outer pessimistic statements.
It’s shaky right now, but
I just want my other half back…
Feeling empty is not something I enjoy.
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the full dance (though i still don’t know the middle part well)
M: Will you marry me? *holds out onion ring chip"
H: haha, yes..
M: yaay *puts chip around H's finger*
H: *moves hand so the chip falls back into the plate*
M: Why did you throw away my ring?
H: What I was just putting it back so you can eat it.
M: Fine, I'll just eat my feelings then.
H: haha, yes..
M: yaay *puts chip around H's finger*
H: *moves hand so the chip falls back into the plate*
M: Why did you throw away my ring?
H: What I was just putting it back so you can eat it.
M: Fine, I'll just eat my feelings then.
