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future, past


My future is lost without my past and my present.

We are all lost in what we wish to happen in the FUTURE.

We cannot blame the future for what we dwell on.

We must realize that the present is more important than the future.

We cannot make things happen.

We cannot make people stay.

We cannot force ourselves to meet someone.

No matter how we try, we will never know our future.

This is just how it's supposed to be.

So, screw your head on straight.

Figure it out.

I'm your present, so why can you dwell on nothing but the future.

If this continues...

I won't be a part of that perfect picture you've painted for your future.

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