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Do you remember sometimes you say this can't be worse and it does? Yeah, that's what I feel. I just had my hair cut so bad, and everything just went wrong. I went to work worried about meeting people today because of my short hair, my classmates showed up, like once in a million times. I don't meet my friends very often, even there're quite a few in the city, everybody is just busy living their own lives who cares about others. When they do, they ask about your salary, about your personal life. Oh, you still alone? Really? Like they really care. My parents really care. I know. So they're dying to try to end my loneliness. If he is a he and around my age, divorced or not, they don't care. Most importantly they don't care about their looks, appearances're superficial, that's true, personalities and everything, not important. They want to sell me out so badly, like I'm the last go-down stock stick in their hand. Is alone really that bad? Their attitudes make me feel bad, feel like I will never have my happiness ever again. I'm alone in this big city, barely have my own place to live. For over a year, I've not settled down yet, maybe I don't belong here.