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loser’s learning to swallow pride… in exchange for everything else.

“remember the good.. remember the good… learn to let go”.

Well It kind of reminds of a dextrose needle being taken off at the back of your hands. It’s been there for a while, it did you good, kept you alive.. but time will come it’s gonna have to go. It’s that or you’d just die with it. Such a tiny prick but that sensation of getting it removed is something that’s hard to forget.  I wish I’d be able to cry my heart out but the most that I could do are some teary-eyed moments. Not really helping… This, and the timing and all.

Oh well.. I just reinstalled some games to keep my mind off things. I hope I get addicted.