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I feel so used, like and old toy that got tossed away and played with out of guilt. I can't stand listening to them mope and cry because one of their happy trio decided to go off for a bit. It's like a bloody nightmare. All I wanted was to be apart of that life, to just be kept around. Left for Near, Near goes running back and I'm left alone, pushed to the side and under the rug. Unbearable. I just wanted him to come back, or to be able to go back. Whatever. I don't need them.
[[And he's taking his frustration out on the lemmings.]]