Stuck@work thinking about all the things i'd rather be doing
god damn I'm tired. lamest journal entry ever.
lately when I drink I lose a sense. I've gone blind, deaf, and lost my sense of touch respectively. I haven't noticed if I lose smell or taste. Dreary holidays coming fast. 
People are endlessly describing their hard lives. It's weird. the ones with nothing to say, the ones who don't complain, when you crack them open you often find legendary suffering. That's no to say people have to suffer to have character or be of interest. That's a cool trap people fall into. You don't hurt enough yet. You don't understand. I can't be with you...
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