January 2011
Sometimes it just really hits me that I only have one life, and one chance. Everything I do shapes me and forms my future self. So tangible and fragile. I could slip up and change everything and there’s no pausing and rewinding.
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Lately, I’ve been thinking. Everything in front of me, what I’m thinking right now, and even just typing this, soon will be a memory. Just memory. Everything changes as we grow and these things that are happening now, will never happen as they have, ever again. The wiggly desk in chemistry, my favorite sweatshirt, and my morning routine. They’ll change and I can’t stop it....
Is it truly too much to ask for kindness from you?
I miss everything about who you were.
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I have no idea what I want from life.
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