Well, I don't know. I just don't. I'm, thinking back. I'm thinking about the mistakes I've made, the people I miss. There's something I did so stupid, something I always do, I let two people meet. Whenever I have something good, I mess it up, I screw it up, I ruin things. Yes, I am still complaining about the past. You say "Get over it," "
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