#heleppp

PASSION IS A FRUIT?????

Fate is a funny thing, is it not? It's been over three months since the incident, and yet I'm still here. Dwelling, lingering, ruminating, kicking a dead horse, ect ect. You get the point. Point is, I'm perhaps the only person who cares. And for good reason, too. Your crush on Sam of Sam & Max, while shocking, yes, isn't worth this. It isn't worth any of this. But if that contributed to anything, you wouldn't be reading this right now. Because despite knowing this, I remain. I remain when everyone else cannot be bothered to remember. I remain as the lone sufferer in this hell only I seem to have fallen victim to. And there is nobody else to blame! Nobody but I, who cannot seem to move on from an ultimately inconsequential goof made by an internet stranger, has forced me to be here. And I want to move on, oh how that would be lovely. And I can. At least I think I can. Put this all behind me, and better myself. And yet, it feels wrong to ignore such a thing, despite its inconsequential nature. It feels wrong to move on with my life with no satisfying end, to pretend as though it's not real. I know it's stupid, and yet, I don't know how to break free. At least, not yet.

oh btw all the tips are from a cupid who has matchmade many couples :> [even though yours truly has been single all their life]