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Its 4am.  crying uncontrollably. where are the people who say "Im always there for ya"
They dont exist. We take care of ourselves. No matter how much love is professed by them or returned by us, when I wake up and feel disoriented and panicked, I know who I want to talk to. I know who I want to call and cry on the phone to until I cant cry anymore.

He used to be my support system. now hes barely there anymore. I dont think hed feel anything if he saw tears streaking down my face.

And I am hopelessly alone.           This hurts.