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Some people dont understand how good they have it, ya their situation may not be ideal but they complain to someone like me, who... would kill to be in their situation. Do i mind, nah, i like the attention, and i can usually help which makes me feel semi-good but then i think,
how is it that i have the answers to the questions and that i can help people, but i cant help myself.
How is this? Is this some sort of cruel joke?
My days are so full of solitude its pathetic. Today the only conversation i had that meant anything or had any brain use involved. Was listening to Jess and helping her out with her issues. Which makes the whole day almost meaningless, a waste, the worst possible outcome to a day. In a way you could say, she saved my day. if you want to look at the day "a little full" rather than "almost empty" i guess. I miss a few people right now. And "About a boy" just finished on USA. I need to find a friend, and buddy, a relationship, something, to fill the emptyness of my days. I lose a lot of sleep due to thinking, yet its the thing i miss most about my days. I guess that makes sense. Time to lay awake.
how is it that i have the answers to the questions and that i can help people, but i cant help myself.
How is this? Is this some sort of cruel joke?
My days are so full of solitude its pathetic. Today the only conversation i had that meant anything or had any brain use involved. Was listening to Jess and helping her out with her issues. Which makes the whole day almost meaningless, a waste, the worst possible outcome to a day. In a way you could say, she saved my day. if you want to look at the day "a little full" rather than "almost empty" i guess. I miss a few people right now. And "About a boy" just finished on USA. I need to find a friend, and buddy, a relationship, something, to fill the emptyness of my days. I lose a lot of sleep due to thinking, yet its the thing i miss most about my days. I guess that makes sense. Time to lay awake.