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You know what I am? I'm the bad guy in the movie that won't die even after being shot in the face 30 times. I keep doing this, but I really don't have a thing to say at all. And that's nothing to write about.
It's lonely. I'm lonely. I want to talk about things, but I don't know what to talk about anymore. I have a whole folder dedicated to one sided conversations with complete strangers, they talk, I stop by and listen, but I don't talk back. I guess that's sort of rude on my part.
Hehe I laugh at myself. I really need to "get a life." Damn hormones. I'm going to cry now.
Just found your blog on a random search.
ReplyDeleteI don't know what to say to your post but don't cry its not worth it.