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One of the worst feelings I think someone can know is the realization that he's overlooked an obvious and devastating flaw in a plan's logic, finding himself emersed in the consequences this negligence warrants.
I wanted to go, I did. Spending time with new people, or even people seldom seen, is generally refreshing and interesting. I've found it to be one of the most rewarding aspects of this experience so far. I saw no reason to not accept the invitation. There was, of course, one glaringly apparent deterrent though that for whatever reason common sense decided not to consider.
As soon as I caught sight of him it grabbed me. You stupid fuck... you should have known he'd be here. You're not going to be able to sit next to him. You can't be courteous or affable. If you stay you're going to be an asshole, and there's no reason to act like that tonight. There's no reason to open wounds just recently begining to close. We're out of here.
I told them I'd see them back at my place and headed out. There some situations through which I will not make myself endure. It would take more than a masochist to get pleasure from one like this. Thanks, but... really, no thanks.
Sit down on the cold ground and look into the sky. I can't see quite as well as I could back home, but enough to draw regardless; enough to keep my interest and clear my head again. It's all an illusion, anyway. Some grand, chemical hallucination, harmless in its motives but so destructive through its course. Perception is the key to overcoming.
I wanted to go, I did. Spending time with new people, or even people seldom seen, is generally refreshing and interesting. I've found it to be one of the most rewarding aspects of this experience so far. I saw no reason to not accept the invitation. There was, of course, one glaringly apparent deterrent though that for whatever reason common sense decided not to consider.
As soon as I caught sight of him it grabbed me. You stupid fuck... you should have known he'd be here. You're not going to be able to sit next to him. You can't be courteous or affable. If you stay you're going to be an asshole, and there's no reason to act like that tonight. There's no reason to open wounds just recently begining to close. We're out of here.
I told them I'd see them back at my place and headed out. There some situations through which I will not make myself endure. It would take more than a masochist to get pleasure from one like this. Thanks, but... really, no thanks.
Sit down on the cold ground and look into the sky. I can't see quite as well as I could back home, but enough to draw regardless; enough to keep my interest and clear my head again. It's all an illusion, anyway. Some grand, chemical hallucination, harmless in its motives but so destructive through its course. Perception is the key to overcoming.