One moment I'm happy, healthy, and ready to do anything..... then I'm back to shit..... at least this time it ain't my fault, unless I can be blamed for being cheated on. Now if this was a story I'd have some long winded partially elegant speech about anger and Malice and the beautiful symphony of hate I felt rise up in me. Though it isn't one of my stories... I don't really feel anything, just sort of empty, as if everything that makes up me has been swallowed up by the gaping maw inside of me, even when I saw her kissing the other bloke, I wasn't angry at her... only disappointed. I just guess it's how the world goes.... I was doing so well too, but now I just feel empty and alone.
-That guy over there
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