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Failure.
It is what makes us stop trying.
I can no longer find a reason to continue certain aspects of my livelihood.
So I'm giving up.
I had a horrible time on Thursday at the Yee.
I don't know why.
Almost everyone I wanted to see was there.
Yet I got the distinct impression that no one wanted to see me.
Also, I've been trying to be a friend to my ex girlfriend.
I'm trying hard to keep us friends.
She wants to be my girlfriend still.
I don't want to hurt her, but she keeps cornering me into positions that I must either turn her down/reject her/make her feel like shit to get my point across.
I'm very lonely.
And almost never by myself.
Always alone/Constantly surrounded.
I just hurt so much some times that I want to be alone..
"If I must be lonely, I think I'd rather be alone."
Sorry for the emo-ish rant... I'll throw it in spoilers.
