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Everything feels so like pointless. Like so little of what anybody says or does really means anything(myself included) and so little of that is even true. I just had a conversation that was about eight months overdue with someone who was probably the only person who ever consistently gave me a sense of closure and comofort and trust and the only conclusion we could come to was that things happen. I don't know what to do with that. I don't know, I miss that feeling. Bleh.