Struggling to understand the point of everything, now.
It doesn't make sense to me- any of it. My actions, others actions- I don't understand. Why do people pretend? Why do they think that'll help any? It helps nothing and no one, so just say what you want to say a screw off.
I say that, knowing I'm not going to say any of what I want to say. Interesting, isn't it? The inherent hypocrisy?
I think I need a drink.
~M
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