Warning – morose level 100.

Today I had a moment. I was passing the bathroom mirror. I stopped and all I could thing is “how the fuck did you end up here?”

Here being alone and in pain.

I think it’s the pain talking, but it’s feeling of “all alone” just’s my fault, I did this to myself and now I deal with the consequences.

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