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Isn't it funny how it doesn't stop breaking?
On another point; isn't it odd revisiting a past and realising that once you used to love that, but you wonder how you ever did because there is no way you could ever fit in there now?
On another point; isn't it odd revisiting a past and realising that once you used to love that, but you wonder how you ever did because there is no way you could ever fit in there now?