I wanted to find a companion—
someone to grow old and hold hands with.
Thought I found the right guy,
but ten years have gone by,
and now I realize I can't stand him.
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Kayla Rache
Aspiring fiction and short story writer living in the D.C. Metro area. Also highly passionate about personal productivity and time management. Team Scully over Mulder. đź‘˝
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