feels like i'm losing it again... myself. boohoo, poor Peter has a problem & no one is here to criticize him anymore for letting it out with words. he gave up on being friends with them, no matter how "close" they were.
seems like everyday something is lost, nothing gained. no balance. i've been dropping hopes & attempts with many people to be friends. today was yet another day encompasing a small few hitches of fun or whatever it might be.
i'm giving up on a lot of things because my existance is a laugh. i've been as far as i could go. all the way to the edge of my metaphorical view & when i got there, i found the end of the world. now i want to go.
11:14 p.m. - 08.09.03
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