Whatever. I don’t even know.

Lighten up, girl; reel that shit in real quick. Where’s the point in it, anyway? No point in searching; it’s so far out of sight, you might not ever see it again. Put down the drink and go to bed. Put head to pillow, and do not cry for what you do not have. Be happy with the tangible. The tangible saved you. The tangible won’t let you down–unless provoked.

I am happy.

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