You know when you think you've gotten over something? You really think you have, but then you see a photo of them or something that reminds you of them. It knocks the breath out of you. A punch, straight into your heart. You know when that happens?
I hate it.
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Pieces Of Me [an online journal of sorts]
Non-FictionA collection of rants, confessions, and relatively-short entries in which I explain why I'm a horrible human being.
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