. . . all i have to say about that is . . .

Sometimes your friends have to tell you things you wish you didn’t have to hear . . . and sometimes friends should tell you things but don’t . . . and sometimes I just wonder why I bother at all. I don’t understand how any of this happened. I don’t understand why people are so fucking awful. I am, as someone said, “in a way.”

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