It may be a bit of an over exaggeration, to say that I live a reclusive life.
Because I surely live and breathe for the comfort of my friends.
But tonight is surely a change in pace, and absolutely worth mentioning.
A. It's a Friday night.
B. I'm by myself.
C. I'm in my tights, and a oversized sweater.
D. Nothing feels better than the comfort of my bed.
Most notably...
E. And I'm not regretting it. And I feel no uncontrollable urge to get bucked. (Man, I love that word.)
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Other thoughts:
Not really, I suppose.
I'm just happy, I've finally found ways to appreciate being by myself.
(Wait a minute, Matt. Do you mean generally speaking?)
(Alright, let's not get ahead of ourselves.)
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