You can't stop thinking about it.
It's always on your mind.
Always.
Everyone worries about you; they all say they care.
Do they really, or are they just putting up with you, waiting for a happier day to come, when you'll care for them again, when you'll listen to them ?
Yes.
They are.
I hate necessity.
It's a ridiculous thing.
It's like addiction, or what addicts call addiction so that they don't have to think of themselves as such a thing as an addict.
I think it's ridiculous when people say they care about you, only to ignore you; use you; pretend to love you.
I think that being judgement of how someone dresses is ridiculous.
The world is ridiculous.
Ugh.
I need to get over this complaining stage, find something interesting to do.
Adios.

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