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You know what really sucks?
Spending a lot of time- three years is A LOT of time- on a hobby, having fun, making memories, writing and enjoying it, and when it finally hits rock bottom after a long journey south and you decide it's better to leave, no one misses you for it.
I miss the good old days. When everyone wasn't such a bitch all the time- me included. When we could post and be unbiased in our responses. When everything was just for fun, there was no stress or expectations behind it, and when we didn't give a fuck about what others thought.
What happened to that?
I know they say "when one door closes, another one opens" and I guess it's better that I slammed that door. After all, life is more important than hobbies. But it would have been nice to see that someone noticed. Or cared. Or missed the good times as much as I do.
Spending a lot of time- three years is A LOT of time- on a hobby, having fun, making memories, writing and enjoying it, and when it finally hits rock bottom after a long journey south and you decide it's better to leave, no one misses you for it.
I miss the good old days. When everyone wasn't such a bitch all the time- me included. When we could post and be unbiased in our responses. When everything was just for fun, there was no stress or expectations behind it, and when we didn't give a fuck about what others thought.
What happened to that?
I know they say "when one door closes, another one opens" and I guess it's better that I slammed that door. After all, life is more important than hobbies. But it would have been nice to see that someone noticed. Or cared. Or missed the good times as much as I do.