So I've come to terms with the fact that I am who I am and no one person can revise the final product of myself. I sit here sometimes and wonder is it just comfortable that I don't push for more? Is it because I don't want to let go but should? Isn't it odd that when a woman and a man don't feel anything for eachother, they don't allocate... rupture their bond. And for what? Measly and material possessions. Odd, right?
What is so wrong with independence? I don't understand why someone could be so threatened by solace practiced by another. It's incredible the moments we share, yet when I want to have a moment without bestowing upon him my own inestimable brainwork - I'm penalized for it. Castigated? Condemned? Really? 
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