These are the times when I wish I could still people, their actions, their reasons behind their actions, through rose-colored glasses. Where everyone would be hazy and peachy clean, and innocent. Where you always see something good in them, no matter how small that spark of kindness is.

Today is not one of those days.
Welcome me to the world of the jaded.

And I have always thought of you as my special connection.
I was wrong.

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