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Jun 17, 2011 22:52


 We all have our time machines. 
Some take us back, 
they're called memories. 
Some take us forward, 
they're called dreams.

<3 <3 <3

I can't focus on my memories or I will never get anywhere. I've been hurt badly in the past, more than what people will know. But I keep moving on -- I replace the hurt because my future, what I want from my life is more important than what has happened. That has defined me, made me who I am, but...

My past does not define who I am. It's my future that I strive to be the best for.

The future house I want to fill with love and family and pets and children and happiness. The garden full of beauty and life. Sleeping in and holding the one I love. Happiness.

I just want all my dreams to come true. 
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