Back then it was different though. I kept holding on to the idea that the day would come when I would find “the one”.
What an utopian dull idea.
Can anybody explain to me what in the 9 levels of Dante’s Inferno does “the one” mean?
The one outside of you that is supposed to compliment you? So, are we broken from the kick off; like, half constructed? The one that is another one ready to understand and love us unconditionally? 100%?
Damn it.
Who came up with such a ridiculous idea?
Anyway, that day I had decided to be reborn. Myself. By myself. Me. Me.
Part 2
