incessant whining. of myself.

I hate hate hate myself. I lost something that had just become close to my heart.

I don't know how I went through the rest of the day with it resting in my mind, constantly thinking of it. I just broke down and cried, hurts man. Its just an object but it was something I wanted for so long, yearned for so long, treasured so much.

Honesty is the best policy.

I hate debates.