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Homesick. Tomorrow.
This, of course, piled on top of all my other emotional crap I put myself through. The people I like are not always, it seems, the people I feel obligated to like, and I have this strange tendancy to fall for people with whom a relationship would be difficult, if not impossible. I'm a whiny, pretentious bastard. Go me.