Oh, it's not about him. I just don't want him to stumble across it and be like "OMG. WTF. BBQ."
'Cause yeah.

You know what's the most depressing feeling in the world?
Wanting so bad to talk to someone and not being able to think of a single friend I am close enough to that I would open up to with what I want to say. Fuck, man.

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Well, I think that's enough of my bitterness for one V-Day.

I attribute it to being tired. :P