It was Valentine's day, one of my greatest horrors.

My girlfriend was dragging me everywhere and my wallet was so close to being empty. 

We enter the cafe, the last stop (hopefully) of today. I go to get our orders when something- my bad- someone catches my eye.

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Life isn't worth it.

Why do I even try? 

I hit rock bottom, yet I keep falling.

Can all this torture end?