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            <title>and so it is...</title>
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            <description>    &lt;p&gt;a glass of wine, chitter chatter, two rum and cokes, thirty minutes of laughter and i&amp;#39;m still miserable. i&amp;#39;ve sent them off and i&amp;#39;ve reached the point of no return. i&amp;#39;m preparing myself for the worst. they&amp;#39;ve decided to start dating, they&amp;#39;ve had sex, they&amp;#39;re soul mates. sixteen hours in a car together, two nights spent in the same bed, even more time spent enjoying each other&amp;#39;s company in a place away from home... there&amp;#39;s no way they&amp;#39;re coming back unchanged. its always been my responsibility to be rational and forgiving. i can&amp;#39;t remember the last time i was psycho selfish. maybe i should begin to form a different personality. when it comes to the matters of the heart, there is no real protection. everyone becomes foolish and vulnerable. the lucky ones find a life companion, but the majority end up being shat on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;relationships have evolved into an undying cycle. what happened to clean breaks? what happened to the guy having enough decency to turn into a complete asshole? i&amp;#39;m stuck with my thoughts and my inability to break away from a constant pain. it&amp;#39;s nobody&amp;#39;s fault but my own, this i know... it really sucks not having a scapegoat. so what do we leave it to? what do you do when you&amp;#39;re full of shitty feelings?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you think about the people who are actually struggling in life... those who are fighting to live to the day when they can be as hurt as you. hell, they&amp;#39;d welcome the replacement of striving to live with the havoc that comes from dysfunctional relationships. then you start hoping for better. the strength of hope is underestimated. &lt;/p&gt;
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