It's about time I create new associations. It's easy to throw out certain things that are associated with certain memories, but we still need this house so I guess it's staying. And I can't blow up Bigoli or Conspiracy either.
It's about time I close this book and make new memories. It's about time I stop figuring out where things went wrong. It's about time that I wont let anyone pull me down whenever I take a step forward. It's about time I accept the fact that some things are not meant to be, and more importantly, that better things are to come.
It's about time I get up and move out from the comfort of this grief.
Gawd, coz this is getting old.
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