there’s a party going on at my apartment right this second

–much less, one I organized and orchestrated; everyone in the living room is someone I know at least a little, and like at least a little as well. The music is all right, there are snacks, the Two-Buck Chuck hasn’t run dry yet–

…and yet, I am lonelier than I have ever been in my entire fucking life.

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