Bitter sweet (editing)
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  • Reads 211
  • Votes 13
  • Parts 7
  • Time 47m
Ongoing, First published May 24, 2012
-Nothings the same any more. Not since I saw them. Not since I moved here. 
Then again my life isn't exactly what you would call "normal" to begin with...
-But wouldn't that be more of a reason to not make it more complicated?

There was something I didn't know yet. Some thing that was looking for me. Something that's been there all along and I knew, but ignored, that He was part of it. 
-And now I know I should have turned away, from him, from my mom, from my past if I knew... If only I knew... That I would die for these answers.
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