There comes a point where missing someone becomes useless. They aren't coming back to you, and constantly thinking of them is just a reminder of what you used to have. It drags you down, and it makes things worse than if you try to put the past behind you. It's okay to miss people, but it hurts. It hurts, and it's just easier to forget them. But, if you miss them, it's usually close to impossible to forget them. So you go on, remembering, missing, and trying to forget what you used to have or how you used to be.
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Excerpts From Books that I'll Never Write
Teen FictionJust a book full of wanna-be stories :) except if you skip to 101 or 102 it's just me complaining because I'm a mess and no one reads this. it basically sucks. The feeling explode on excerpt #102, I strongly suggest starting there.
