I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make diff — Lena Dunham

I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make different, new memories. None of that happened. Better things happened. Then why am I so sad?

— Lena Dunham

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