Some things seem good in theory, in our dreams, in our hearts and on paper but have no base in reality.
I don't know why we want things that are not good for us.
I dont know what will bring satisfaction if there is always that lingering feeling of what if.
Why dont we heed our mind's warnings?
Why do we cause ourselves pain?
Its a cruel joke to figure you will attempt to write your own story thinking you know what is best. Despite what happened, or didnt happen, it's only a piece of paper. It will never be the whole story.
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