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I got super drunk, said some personal things to my friends, walked home alone and feeling sad again, but I didn’t call or text my ex.
That’s progress of a sort.
Just sitting here by myself in a crowded pub drinking my scotch.
Damn you tardy friends!
Well said! Christopher, you are sorely missed.
Sad, lonely day.
Topped off by a depressing, but good, war movie.
Happy birthday to me I guess.
It’s nice to have something to wake up for each morning.
Funny how much of an impact one person can have in your life, even if for a brief moment.