Dear Life,

I'm at work on a Sunday at 5:40 PM. Voluntarily. Getting things accomplished. And all because I don't have a boyfriend, nor do I foresee myself getting one anytime soon (and by "anytime soon" I mean in the next three-four years, ie the timeframe in which I would need to find one in order to get married before 30).

What a way to celebrate turning 24, huh?


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