Sunday, January 18, 2009

Memories.

I really cherish them. I have a big heart, always have. I worry a lot. It's hard for me to let certain things pass on by. I hate when you can't understand why something happened. It stresses me out. I don't like to stress about things like this...but it's almost like an impulse to do so. I don't know why and can't understand why. Then again I guess that's how it should be since I know I didn't do anything.

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