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forgetting lots of things lately. I’m forgetting to do the things I said I’d do. I’m forgetting to forget the things that make me angry like I said I would. Forgetting isn’t always bad, but it isn’t always good either. I wish I could forget about the moving line at the bottom of the screen, but it’s distracting to me. I forget how much time I have to finish this though, and I’m not sure about the purpose other than to write… which isn’t at all a bad thing.

Posted By Megan Harris On 06.07.2011 @ 1:30 pm

I was swept up in the moment. I idea of losing you and gaining her was lost on me. What did it mean? You were everything, and she, she was the last person on earth that I wanted to be left with. You had pushed me, swept me out the door like the dirt in a spring cleaning. Did you even know how it felt? I doubt you had ever known.

Posted By Megan Harris On 03.07.2011 @ 9:29 am