Srsly

can't i go into a walgreens without being reminded that i don't fit the status quo, that i haven't had a meaningful relationship that lasted more than 3 months in over a decade?

can't i just buy my ice packs and shoe inserts and dentyne arctic chill without all the "HEY LOSER, LOOK AT WHAT ALL THE COOL KIDZ IZ BUYIN!!!"?

srsly, why don't they sell dentyne artic chill by the pack? i always seem to have to buy them in bulk. that's bogus.

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Yah. i can relate.

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i certainly can relate to this. in fact, it reminds me a lot of running races. y'know, you train and train and train and then you push push push... during the race there are highs and lows and your whole life flashes before you and then you hit that finish line with nothing left -- and i mean nothing -- and you swear you never want to give yourself over to such pain again.

then later that night you're scouring the interwebs and forking over more dough so you can run another one.

what can i say? i'm a sucka for pain.

bring it the fuck on!!!

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Texts from an ex

SHE:  How r things? I feel lk we haven't talked in a while. Lol

ME:  Things are good. And you? It feels like that cuz it's true. It's been two months plus we haven't talked.

SHE:  Well not really. If you take into accoutn my drunk dials haha. Things r nuts here. Huge snowstorm ruined my life a few days ago

ME:  You forgot my birthday.

SHE:  I actually didn't.

SHE:  Its hard to explain, you know?

SHE  What did you do? Get wasted? Haha. This year for mine I'm attempting sobriety.

SHE:  You r welcome to come if you want. I'm thking of doing a bicostal thing here and in LA

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look, bitch, you forgot my birthday and that fucking hurts but then you act like it's no big deal and that fucking hurts even more then you go on and on about what YOU'RE gonna do for YOUR fucking birthday like I should give a shit, drop everything and just pay attention to you cuz that's what you expect from me well you can forget that shit and go fuck off...

... I'm sorry but I'm busy being a grown up and I don't have time to be played with like a rag doll that hasn't any feelings.

thanks

:-)

oh, and yeah, nice Valentine's Day olive branch.

not.

Puke

 okay, can this day be over now?

thanks

My crush

oh lord.

this is like ripping my heart out too... being fucking valentine's day and all.

 

  

  

  

  

 

oh well.

without pain how the hell ya gonna know what it feels like to feel good?

huh?

exactly.