Dear,
It's not about you. It'll never be about you anymore.
Why would I keep picking at a wound that I've tried my hardest to heal? It just doesn't make any sense.
-ht
It's not about you. It'll never be about you anymore.
Why would I keep picking at a wound that I've tried my hardest to heal? It just doesn't make any sense.
-ht
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