May 2013
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April 2013
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March 2013
20 posts
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Sometimes I miss you. Sometimes I wonder if we ever existed. Sometimes I don’t care. Sometimes I can’t even remember what we had. Sometimes will gradually become rarely and then never. Time doesn’t make anything go away. I just get used to feel certain ways. I just get numb. So I don’t feel it much. Simple as that.
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February 2013
3 posts
December 2012
13 posts
November 2012
42 posts
