After copying out some old school photographs, I scratched those Discs and send them flying into the trash. Bet no one would have thought that this day would even come to exist.
Guess when a person lets go of what was once important, they must be darn sure that their done. I don't mean just one little part of it or something, but the whole process of getting out, moving on, and never looking back. In fact, I'd prefer what's done to be done. Besides, I've stopped believing in second chances a long time ago.
Oh, and the best friend called with good news yesterday. Wee~
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