School is picking back up. Finals loom, thus I am kicking back into high gear. I don't hate him, I don't miss him, I don't envy him... What I hate is being alone. I transferred all my loneliness into anger and then projected on to him and his happiness. I swallowed all my pride and shame, finally most of the time I feel nothing (better than rage). I just get lonely.
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