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Can you remember it? The bizarre combination of thinking, "I will never kiss someone, I will never get to have sex" and, at the same time, the utter certainty that one day you will get married and have kids. That point in life when the ideas of ever meeting someone and never meeting someone are equidistant impossibilities. That desire, oh that desire. Moaning into your diary, "I will never have a boyfriend!" and half you hope it's actually true. Planning a future that includes a wife, a vague amorphous form, part of the same vision that includes becoming a rock star, or a football player. The vague confidence that it will all work out, coupled with the total lack of knowing of how to make this happen.

We stumble around, make mistakes, hurt each other terribly, and grow older.