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As usual, I scanned through the rest and looked for number thirteen. For those who don't know, thirteen is my favorite number. In my mind, it's neither lucky nor unlucky. And the lack of favorites it has somehow makes me feel like I'm unique by liking such a taboo number.
So I read number thirteen and this is what it says: 13. Is willing to let go if need be. For some weird reason, the thirteens of any list always get the best of me.
I don't know if it's the drunk self in me, or I was just really affected by the line, but it really got me thinking, "Am I always going to be the one that lets go?" Tonight, I found myself in a situation wherein someone very close to me (guy) had just broken up with someone (girl 1) and was kind of having a thing with someone else (girl 2). Recently, his past someone (girl 1) wanted to get back together so he wasn't sure about how he felt (mostly about girl 2). I seriously felt for girl 2 because I have been in that situation numerous times. And trust me when I say, it's not the best place to be.
I told my college block mates last night that lately I've been feeling like I would never find my stranger. Not to be melodramatic or anything, but I'm turning 24 this year. I've never had a serious relationship, let alone someone whom I can call my person. I guess sometimes, it's just really not in your stars.
I hope no one reads this. But who am I kidding? I want someone to read this. I want someone to tell me they're feeling the exact same way.
Gah. Good night. Or good morning. Whatever.
Note: I had to edit this post the next day because it had quite a few grammatical errors. :)
