don’t take me back

I do not, repeat, do not want to keep dragging around the same problem if it’s no longer meant for me. It served it’s purpose, I know it needs to go. Why, why, why is it that when I reach this point it always seems as if it’s on the verge of turning around, that change will come crashing through and be all right, even when it’s clear this isn’t the case?

Because a part of me doesn’t know. Actually, a part of me knows that this is the case and everything is just stupid and terrible and won’t let things work out.

I’ll simply have to sit here with my amaretto until I stop thinking about it.

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