Even after the trip to the hospital, delivering the card and photo frame - things remain the same, she chooses you not. Much time went into design, printing, and then developing and framing the photograph.
Part II is underway even, a 600 quib cake. Irrespective of that all, it is never enough. It is obvious how this is going to end. We're basically back right smack at square one.
The starting point with the same questions:
My desires are worthless and meaningless aren't they? I don't believe I ask for very much, just companionship - not even riches nor fame nor prestige.
Doors were opened, not my doing and it was obvious enough they were divinely orchestrated. Yet now, fully square in the face, slammed shut. Jokes on me again right?
No one else to blame but myself - walked right into that one.
Guess it is too easy and fun to setup for a lonely guy.
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