The realization that this will forever be imprinted in the back of my mind is completely depressing. I will never be free, but in reality, I don't ever want to be free. I like this subtle torture because I constantly have something to think about, and regret thinking about. I love those inconsistent short term periods of time when I've distracted myself to the point where your presence is forgotten. When I realize that it was only a mere distraction, I love jumping back on the band wagon. Thanks.
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