cacophony writes about possibly his deepest “love” and the hilarious, ironic conclusion.
cacophony reflects on a high school “bromance.”
cacophony, this isn’t a friend zone. This is a girl who was nice to you at the office.
cacophony reflects on the friend zoning that made him throw in the towel on being a man.
cacophony couldn’t make it over with anyone no matter how similar.
I think we skipped a couple of these.