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Oh how fucking true it all is, except the drunk chick one.
So yeah, I got accepted into Wyoming and will be headed out there.
Strange thing is, it hasn't made me any happier, getting the news, I mean.
I guess I'm looking around me and seeing that either I'm drifting away from the people I used to give a damn about or the people I care about are growing away from me.
It's a damn shame that it's starting to go back that. I've had it happen before where the only people who wanted me around for more than an hour here or there were the ones I wanted to slug in the face, stab in the gut, and throw their bodies overboard and the ones that *I* wanted to be around were picky and selective about their time with me.
So I've spent the past couple weeks being depressed as hell and getting more and more so.
Heh, it's even more irritating when the number of people that find me sexually desirable could probably be counted on one hand, and four of them are gay men, the lone female not being to my interest in that way in the least.