I looked through these photos, trying to decide which ones to erase, which ones I won’t mind getting rid of. What I noticed was this feeling like heartbreak, but something more bitter. I can remember these specific moments in time, but it’s almost like I don’t know the people trapped there. I recognize the faces, but I can’t see the soul anymore. Most of my once-good memories were blocked out months ago. Replaced with anger or something of the sort. It all changed me. I don’t remember being that person. So young, so needy, and naive.  I know we were happy but I guess it’s hard to believe now. What a strange experience it is, to be human. To love, to remember, to fail, to forget, to lie. To carry all of this within us til we close our eyes and it all just drifts away.

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