Don't know when, where, or whom I will settle. It's horrifying enough just to imagine the final destination is then, is it, and is him.
One might say, "Cheer up! Life is full of surprises and yet predictable." If so, then what is the rush or the reason to settle?
What is it that made me start to worry about the unknowns? Is it the society aspect, the family expectation, or is it the continual Mr. Wrong? Although I know all factors take in place for this anxiety but what else I can do besides utter the fact that I soon need to crawl out from the fake bubble, that was formed by me, and some how, hopefully soon enough, tackle myself into that realist shit-hole.
Seriously, I am in urgent, and desperate, of seeking alternative options.
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