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Why is it always so fucking hard to keep and maintain things every fucking weekend.
I know noone ever said it was an easy thing to do but why is it i feel so especially fucking tragic each time i cannot relate or just cannot fucking join in.
I'm just so fucking frustrated because it feels as if i'm wasting each fucking weekend away on a blind and fruitless harvest of withering relationships and silently dead friendships.
I am really just fucking sad.
Good noon to you, fruitless Sunday.
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spoken. at 1:11 PM
Why is it always so fucking hard to keep and maintain things every fucking weekend.
I know noone ever said it was an easy thing to do but why is it i feel so especially fucking tragic each time i cannot relate or just cannot fucking join in.
I'm just so fucking frustrated because it feels as if i'm wasting each fucking weekend away on a blind and fruitless harvest of withering relationships and silently dead friendships.
I am really just fucking sad.
Good noon to you, fruitless Sunday.
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spoken. at 1:11 PM
