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yup. the only person i gave a shit about no longer cares about me. it would be easier if she hated me, cause then it would be like she still felt about me. we had names picked out for our children and shit talkin bout getting married and shit. wtf. maybee she found someone closer to her, i could understand that. Long distance shit is lame. but i believe her when she told me there was no one else, so.... damn. i went on a drug binge after the break-up. it was fun and all until i lost my home.... now i live under a bridge all troll like and shit... sounds like a country song... "Lost the love of my life... then drank away the rest of my life, losing my home... losing my mind...."
living under a bridge isnt as bad as it would seem. its like camping all the time without wilderness. All thats left for me to do is die. OMG i turned down sex the other day!!! wtf is wrong with me? God damnit i hate you all.
living under a bridge isnt as bad as it would seem. its like camping all the time without wilderness. All thats left for me to do is die. OMG i turned down sex the other day!!! wtf is wrong with me? God damnit i hate you all.