There are Very Few Times I Want a Man.
Tonight is one of them.
I would love for someone to have (actually, present tense, to) worry about me. I want someone to randomly show up in the lab with a cup of coffee and a sandwich for me. Or just now, when I was hiding tears of sheer frustration, I want someone to notice and hug me into silence and tell me its okay.
Instead I have stolen popcorn
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