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The lawn was weedy and overgrown. It had been that way for months, maybe longer.

Who gives a fuck about the grass?

It had happened again. She walked right into another friendship/relationship trap. Eyes wide open and common sense on hiatus.

Fraught with peril it was, with no chance of going anywhere.

“Am I stupid?” she wondered.


Again, and again and again, it’s the same. People don’t change no matter who they are. All they’re after is an ego boost, apparently.  It gets their silly little rocks off.

It’s the old Come here, Go away game.

Then they claim to care so much.

Stinking hypocrites.

Lousy bastards.

Every last one of them.