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why doesnt he get it? this is so frustrating i cant stand it. i hate him. i hate this. i just want to be happy. why havent i written him? why hasnt he written me? i have no idea what he is even doing over there. he wants to know everything that i am doing, and yet he tells me nothing about him. hes in another country, travelling, doing something interesting, hes the one with all the exciting stories. im at home. i have nothing to tell. i have a lot to say of course. i can bitch and moan for hours about this situation. but nothing is going on, just the same old shit. me unhappy, alone.
fuck.
fuck.