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Sometimes I envy extremely religious people. At least they have something to believe in, something to push them forward. All I have is my own will and my beliefs about karma.
I keep telling myself everything happens for a reason. Unfortunately, those reasons are not very upfront and are often cryptic and hidden, or sometimes you won't realize the positive of such a negative situation until days, even years later.
I've never felt more betrayed in my entire life than what happened this past weekend.
The one person who I honestly thought would always be there hightailed it right quick when confronted with a simple situation that could have been "resolved" (if you even want to call it that) in a matter of minutes. Instead I was told to fuck off and to stop talking to her. Point taken, I suppose.
Petey is leaving on Thursday for California. I know he needs this. I know it will be good for him to get away from all the negativity that surrounds him when he stays here in Mass, and even Rhode Island. But, I can't help but be selfish. I don't want him to leave me. It breaks my heart. The one person who, despite all our differences, has never ever abandoned me is moving 3,000 miles away.
I feel so alone and depressed.
I just want to get fucked up.
Forget about things for a while.
I keep telling myself everything happens for a reason. Unfortunately, those reasons are not very upfront and are often cryptic and hidden, or sometimes you won't realize the positive of such a negative situation until days, even years later.
I've never felt more betrayed in my entire life than what happened this past weekend.
The one person who I honestly thought would always be there hightailed it right quick when confronted with a simple situation that could have been "resolved" (if you even want to call it that) in a matter of minutes. Instead I was told to fuck off and to stop talking to her. Point taken, I suppose.
Petey is leaving on Thursday for California. I know he needs this. I know it will be good for him to get away from all the negativity that surrounds him when he stays here in Mass, and even Rhode Island. But, I can't help but be selfish. I don't want him to leave me. It breaks my heart. The one person who, despite all our differences, has never ever abandoned me is moving 3,000 miles away.
I feel so alone and depressed.
I just want to get fucked up.
Forget about things for a while.