Sometimes I think one night stands happen all the time. Not in the form of sex but in the form of using someone else to make themselves feel good. People pop into your life, get to know you and you get to know them and just when you thought you guys were doing fine they start asking you personal questions to get a rough idea where you are on the life accomplishment measurement scale. Then after feeling gleeful that you are beneath them, after they get their sadistic fix, they disappear, leaving you empty and cheated and played and disillusioned at humanity.

You keep giving them chances to be better people but it always ends up the same. And you find yourself alone and wonder, "Who am I? I like to think that I am a good person and I think I carried myself the best I could as how I think a good person should be but I all cut up and here in this empty room. Is is a punishment? But if this is a punishment, doesn't that mean I was a bad person to have done something to deserve this punishment?"