"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Being not wanted sucks. Being left out sucks. Having it rubbed in my face sucks.
All these things suck the first time but time after time they start to hurt more and more.
So as I stop getting invited, so do other people. As I keep getting left out, so do other people.
I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say. Clearly my actions weren't enough.
So maybe my inaction will help you better understand how I feel.

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