everything is so busy, and desolate really. but the busyness keeps my mind off it most of the time. every time I actually talk to anyone that still wants to be friends with me anymore it reminds me of how lonely I am. life is what I make it, I guess. I try to make it something grand but it usually always ends up like this
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That was vague, but I gotchoo, and I'd like to shake your hand.
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