I am a chew toy that has lost its puppy dog. Is that the saddest thing in the world to lament over or what? It's been a week. Not doing well today.
Someone paid me a compliment today and then turned around and slapped me in the face. I'm struggling to not harden up, to not steep myself in bitterness. What does it really matter if some neff decided to play games with me? It shouldn't matter at all. Still, it's annoying. It doesn't hurt me; it just annoys me.
I need to stop walking among the wolves and expecting to not get chewed up. It was fun for a time. Oh well.
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