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I am at home.....sunday night...tried to call andrew, no answer...but was busy at first call...hmmm......I hate that. Anyways...just a bit buzzed from drinking. Whatever, Fuck it, I am not happy with my life in the least at this point in my life. I am always worried, about every little thing, and detail...scratch that..actually some things I think too much into, I hate it, but it is just how I have always been. I think that people dont wanna talk to me if they dont,.....or shit like that. I wish I could just talk to andrew, I had planned on just comming home, talking to him, and going to bed, because my feet hurt all day at work today. It sucked. But that didnt happen, I always feel like I am bothering people, or like I am just not liked very much. It hurts my feelings. real bad. I wish I could go in to a hole and never come out...for my own good. I am tired of being hurt by people, There is this one guy who I work with...and he was saying a few things to me...today that hurt my feelings...and about the way I work...Am I just stupid?? Or something?? He meant it. It hurt. I was like screw you! Asshole....I am soooo Bummmed....I wanna go to a bar...and fucking drink till I am dead. Think I just might. I feel so sad. nothing is going my way at all. Not to say that I am used to things always going my way...I just wish someone understood me.