Out of place. The one that's not like the other. Sometimes I wonder why I'm around the company I am. Happenstance is a part of this surely. Is it strange that I want other company. Its not a question its a statement. Why am I here if here isn't where I feel I should be.
Her.
Of course. I knew that... Yes, I am here for her. Does she care or know? More importantly does it matter. She doesn't care.
But I'm holding on, nonetheless. Some connections, though may never go more, are important. Important. Okay, I'll bear the company. God they are pop-culture-one-liner-drunken-uninteresting-homogenous-personality-iCulture idiots.
Biting My Tongue,
ShadowlessTomorrow
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