Maybe I’ll be able to admit that maybe all that shit I’ve put/ been put/ found myself in happened for good reasons - so I’d learn and become something from them. Maybe then my past won’t linger so close to my present and I can put things truly behind me (along) with all these emotions that continue to haunt my everyday.
— I guess I’m quoting my own journal. Get over it.
The sadness will last forever.
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