Again again again
So I'm back to where I was before. I made some headway in returning to school to complete my education and I'm doing well at work. I even thought I made a new friend, though I notice a cycle.
To sum it all up nicely, I keep getting used. Befriended, used for some gain, forgotten.
I know it keeps happening, I recognize it, but every time it happens I'm hoping it'll be something better. I hope for the best. Every. Time.
Or maybe they really tried being my friend but I'm so mind-numbingly boring it just... wasn't worth the effort?
If only my memory wasn't so great and I could forget slights like these.











