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Feb 2014
There is something about eating Thai food alone. I don't know if it's the music in this tiny place or maybe how friendly everyone pretends to be while they judge you from afar.

And I'm not sure these days if I'm lonely or just tired of being alone? Love is just a far away option I'm not sure will ever be more than past tense.

This piano is giving me a headache... Who am i kidding I have no idea if it's a piano! I just wish I wasn't eating alone.
Brianna
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Brianna  32/F/Wonderland
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