Status: Reality Sucks

Status: Reality Sucks

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WpMetadataNoticeZuletzt aktualisiert Di., Juni 21, 2016
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"Is this true love, our was destiny trying to make my life as horrible as possible? " Hopefully the first.... But probably the latter.... I have to forget her. Someone else is in the picture now. Though, I'll give myself this, it is pretty hard to forget a girl that I haven't seen in almost three years and then suddenly turns up at my place at four thirty am and finds me, me in my boxers, socks, and my little sister' s horrible, pink, fluffy, 1D dressing gown. Life couldn't get any worse! Actually for me, it can.
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A happy childhood, a so-so adolescence. Then adulthood arrived, and everything went to hell. And by everything, I mean it. Grown-up life is truly a wonderful, dazzling adventure! A job that drains your soul, stripping away any will to live while fueling a more or less justified homicidal instinct; depression knocking at the door with a lovely bouquet of red roses and, last but not least, the remnants of a social life buried somewhere under my shoes. Not the ones I'm wearing now; those are slippers, big difference. I mean the pretty ones in the cabinet that I haven't touched in five years. Love can be destructive. It catches you, ensnares you, devours you, and if you're unlucky enough, it leaves you standing in nothing but your underwear before reducing you to ashes. I had made peace with my "and she lived single, forever unhappy but safe" fate. A house, one, four, eight, maybe twenty cats and a future as flat as a heart monitor that's given up the ghost. No joys, minimal suffering, because there's only so much a heart can take before it calls it quits. And honestly? Fuck it, I'd been through enough. ... But he changed everything. In the worst, most terrifying way possible. From this abyss, I may never climb back out.

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