So... I don't like Wotshisface anymore... and I don't like Barney Stinson that much... which means right at this moment, I am infatuation free! Yay! Or not yay... I don't know. Without someone to moon over, I am free to think about whatever I want. But then I actually have to come up with things to think about. Isn't that what freedom is? Not needing to rely on other people to make you happy?
Now if only I could go out.
Blast.
Not So Closed Minded, Part 44
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