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its been so long since ive written in this collection of old memories. the memories hurt and the old friends all are gone. times are once again changing. this are back to the way they were. back with the possesive boyfriend, back to otherthings. Its just a cycle of neverending greif and despair. we dont ever break it but continue it. Another car accident leaves me without a car for two weeks and stranded at my hell of a home. we can cry but it only does so much. WE try to change and we try to move on but sometimes its just another part of the cycle you cant break. so break free, but what is free? its just a defintion of a word that most of us despair stricten people wish for.