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It's never going to be an option.
I don't know if the other option is possible either.
I fear everyday of what I knew was going to happen all along.
There are some things you just never let happen. And when they do happen you deal with them. That was one of the only times I didn't think long-term. I thought about what would please me at that very second.
I wonder if the decision I chose was the right one. I made that decision. It's done. But this path I'm going down...I just don't know how I feel about it.
There's something different living in me now. I'm posessed with an awful feeling I just can't shake. No matter what I try and do--it stays with me. Like a plague.
What sucks is I'm bringing this plague upon myself.
A plague I knew how to fix it all along. I was given the option.
And I didn't take it.
Sympathy isn't an option anymore. Karma's a bitch.
The feeling I possess cannot even be defined.
I wish I could define it.
Then it would go away.