it hurts anyway.
the feeling of not belonging when you have finally arrived, techincally speaking.
the feeling of being left out even if it was your own wrong doing.
the feeling that you understand your local homeless dude's fortress a little bit too well.
the feeling that you don't even try to be my friend again.
So replacable.
Yes, I am hurt.
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Feelings can be bastards. When I summise exactly how many feelings there are to be felt I can't help thinking that more of them hurt than heal. Whatever happened to Yin and Yang?
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