Yesterday I finished a great detective series. The finale was mind-blowing, I was sitting there in shock, head full of thoughts... I turned to discuss it, but there was only a pillow next to me. It felt so lonely all of a sudden 🌒

I mean, it's nice that no one interrupts or steals the remote, but damn! You want to nudge someone, ask "Did you see that?!", and then argue until midnight about who the killer was.
💔Humans are pair-bonded creatures, after all 💔

We can act like super-successful loners all we want, but when the lights go out, you just want to feel someone breathing nearby and know that breakfast will be for two. My couch is way too big for just me.
I hope "my" person is just finishing that same movie somewhere in another district right now
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