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Every so often I become really displeased with my life. Then I step back and realize I shouldn't be because I have done a lot of great things.
But then I think about the people who have fallen off of the wayside. And for some reason I care too much about it. Like I messed up and it's irreparable. I just need to shrug it off and continue to move forward. Things didn't work out with those people for a reason.
But then I think about the people who have fallen off of the wayside. And for some reason I care too much about it. Like I messed up and it's irreparable. I just need to shrug it off and continue to move forward. Things didn't work out with those people for a reason.