I can’t do this. I can’t let go. I don’t know how other people do it but I can’t. Even before the past was just too much but the recent past is even worse. Years and years being the butt of that joke and knowing it deep in the back of my head no matter how hard I tried to trust. I don’t know what to do. Feels like being a living corpse infested with maggots and vultures ripping away at the rotting meat. Not that anyone gives a crap. People have their own problems they need to deal with and should be caring about that not some gullible idiot that doesn’t know how to human. I don’t even know why I look to connect with people when it’s like bait and what comes afterward is always the same thing for me so far. I don’t know.
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Sorry, you don’t deserve this.