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over two years of my life has been hidden. or completely thrown away like the rubbish it really was.
and i feel so strange about that.
"it's okay by me it was a long time ago"
i just never thought i'd feel like this about my past. i guess we all kind of live life looking for things to remember. with our selective memories. looking for a story to tell. we want to tell that story.
but i don't. not anymore.
i'm not sure if i want to forget it either. i just don't want it to be.. the story i tell over and over. so i won't. and if that means i have less to say, that's fine with me. and i'm sure there won't be any objections from other people.