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i could ask myself a million times how i let things get this far. how things got so out of hand.i could ask myself a million times why... but none of those would give me a decent answer. i have let go of you. and i have moved on. every time i think of good memories they do nothing but hurt. every time i think of you it does nothing but hurt. i die a little inside every time someone says your name. because i will always love you.i wish i could quit you like you quit me. this will most likely be the last post in this journal. because this point in my life is over. this time in my life is over. and im moving on to start a real family.