I either have no sense for judging the sincerity and trustworthiness of my friends, or I just have no sense of how to be part of society. And hours of watching TV (another third of "24") nor comfort food until I'm sick has made any difference.
I have no right to complain, really. So I won't.
I'm pretty sure it's just me. It's like that humorous take on the Inspirations series of posters, this one called "Dysfunction":
The common element in all your failed relationships is you.
And that is totally, completely true. It's me. All me, me me me.
If you're reading this and you think I'm talking about you, I can almost promise that I'm not. Don't read anything into it that isn't here in plain text. Seriously.
]]>I either have no sense for judging the sincerity and trustworthiness of my friends, or I just have no sense of how to be part of society. And hours of watching TV (another third of "24") nor comfort food until I'm sick has made any difference.
I have no right to complain, really. So I won't.
I'm pretty sure it's just me. It's like that humorous take on the Inspirations series of posters, this one called "Dysfunction":
The common element in all your failed relationships is you.
And that is totally, completely true. It's me. All me, me me me.
If you're reading this and you think I'm talking about you, I can almost promise that I'm not. Don't read anything into it that isn't here in plain text. Seriously.
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