So she calls him to see the Golden Boy, but doesn’t call me, as per usual I’m left out. As per usual my entire lifetime I’m the outcast, which sometimes I like and sometimes I don’t, this being one of them. I should be used to being on the outer, but it never gets easier and it’s never something I have gotten used to.

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A blog about various things - music, mental health, nature, my very mundane life and various thoughts.

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