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u know feelin lit feelin light two a.m. summer night 

ok update to me myself and i, im chillin 

where did you go, what happened, COME BACK

i love you, pinky promise. 

damn im the next picasso 

it hurt to leave you but it hurt even more to stay with you 

I see you everyday and every time I look at you I ask myself "why did I leave?" and suppose if every time I look at you, then I really do miss you. 

I always wonder why I left you, why I stopped being friends with you. But then I remember it was because of who you were. You saved me but you're actions towards me after that never made sense. So perhaps that's why I left. You made me angry and made no sense but I miss our talks, I miss our laughs. I just don't know if I miss you 

The problem with putting people first is that you're teaching them that you come second. 

Sometimes it's okay to let people go. Even if you hurt them. Because sometimes you are supposed to go first