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Just a Thought


Past is past. Future is future. I guess it's time for me to stop thinking about the "What if's" and more about what's real and what's happening right here and now. So far I know I can't let people get too close. Though there are times in the past that I let down my wall, only to build it right back up again. Apparently certain people think its cool to walk into someone's life, only to tear their life apart and walk away as if nothing happened. I'm learning that life may be just a game that I'm losing.

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