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I can’t get away from them. The person I relied on most to buy for me said I should get an apartment with her. The people I partied with want to know when I’m coming back. They have a spot saved for me and a game of circle of death ready. The person I want to be with…the same person I shouldn’t talk to…wants to know what he did wrong—nothing—and why I won’t talk to him. My life is crumbling—crashing—around me. And I don’t know what to do.

“We will not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it.” I don’t regret my past by any means. But how the hell am I supposed to stay clean if I don’t slam the fucking door on it? i mean, seriously. I just want to start my new life. And this is not helping. At all.


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