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[midnightbeloved]

It's weird how much you miss the things that plague you when they're gone. That pain that mixed with exhilaration because you know they're sooo bad for you, but you don't want to let them go because you're scared of regret...and then you do regret even though you know you're in the right...but it doesn't matter because you think about them every

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[trethlyn]

I know what you mean. Once there was this squirrel that kept getting into my trash. I'd purposely chase him through the yard to scare him off. He doesn't come around anymore. *Tears*

[axlushoverrated]

lol. a squirrel?

[trethlyn]

Yeah, my room mates had named him rocky but I called him little bastard. I sure miss that little bastard.