I don't want to sleep, I don't want to think about it. It's this again. What's different this time. That actually like the ex that the girl I'm obsessed with is still in love with. They'd make a cute couple. And I make a cute... alone.

Other then that it's just like last year. Just like with that girl I thought might be the right one... except she couldn't let go of the past. I couldn't compete with the ghost of her last boyfriend, the one that could be everything to her, except his dick wanted to be in another god damned vagina. So this girl was looking for the version of him that wouldn't leave her for some other woman. I wouldn't have left her, I wouldn't have cheated on her... but I wasn't as witty as him, I wasn't as experienced as he was.... I wasn't him. I wasn't good enough. I'm never good enough.

And now the names are different, it's 2012 instead of 2011, it's Bangor not Brunswick... but the past repeats. I'm left hurt again, alone... I can't compete with the past.

These women have found and lost their true love. I was never anyone's true love. I was never that special someone. I wasn't the one who got away. I missed that chance. I missed a lot of things. I feel like I've wasted so much.