the thing is: i wasn’t looking for anybody. i had decided that i was good all on my own; i didn’t need to find anybody, to become half of something, to set myself up to fall all over again. i thought my plan was foolproof: i would keep my head down, keep to myself, and exist alone. the thing is: my plan didn’t account for meeting you.
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