A cold and a broken, Hallelujah

Yet another, and another, and another, repetitive, repetitive day.

Why cant people see where your coming from? I mean, how is it that people are so oblivious to the fact that there hurting someones feelings. Especially when you try to make it clear. Jeeze. I feel hurt, not just a puncture, but a wound that has been accumulating over time. I just wish things would stay good. But yet my wishes never come true.

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