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Mar 11, 2006 04:24

I've been drinking.

It hasn't helped make me any happier.

I suppose everything present at this point in my life is either something I don't want, or am scared of.

And I'm afraid most that from this point on it will get continually worse. It being interactions with the opposite sex, and worse being less and less responsible and commitment based. What's even worse than that, I know if it goes down that road, not one fling will ever satisfy me or may me happy. May for just a moment, but I'll still get home. Just like I have tonight, and I'll still feel unfufilled. Like Cupid shot everyone in a line and missed me.

Why even bother going on about it. Do I even know what I want? I guess I really don't.
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