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Two Views of a Cadaver Room
And she could scarcely make out anything
2011-02-20 11:34 pm (UTC)
It seems like I should be happy with my life. I'm not. I spend a lot of time working, even though I don't get much in return. I thought that my twenties would be a fun time, where I was discovering myself and climbing ladders and "making" my life. Instead... I'm alone and frequently tired; not making as much of a difference as I'd hoped.
I wish I had more friends .. or even ONE friend whom I could tell my problems to. Because I work all of the time I've become totally alienated socially.
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