I feel like we all spend our entire lives searching for a heart of gold. What if you find it and you can't have it? It's kind of like being on a diet and sitting in front of a cupcake. You want the cupcake? Too fucking bad fat ass cause you can't have it.
So are you supposed to be miserable and alone forever? Are you supposed to try other cupcakes? Even if while you eat the vanilla cupcake all you can do is think about the red velvet cupcake with the cream cheese frosting?
Sigh. Cupcakes are a complicated thing. Maybe I should just stick with cobbler.
Peach cobbler is by far the best cobbler, FYI.