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My feet have hit the ground.
But for a really odd reason.
I'm intensely happy.
Home was so good. It was just great to see my parents and not worry about life for a two days or so.
And yet i thought of you.
And her.
But now i don't even want to try.
"I might not be dead, but the regrets are killing me."
But for a really odd reason.
I'm intensely happy.
Home was so good. It was just great to see my parents and not worry about life for a two days or so.
And yet i thought of you.
And her.
But now i don't even want to try.
"I might not be dead, but the regrets are killing me."