Memories
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On our walll we hang our memories, much like our hearts on our sleeves. We hang them on our walls to remind us of the good times, the great times. I get it. I used to hang my memories on my wall too. Until one day, the memories which brought so much joy to me just brought me pain. Funny how something that was so good before, became so painful with a quick turn or a phone call. Emotions are stupid.
I hate emotions.
Oh wait, hate is an emotion.
Crap.
I’m caught in vicious cycle with no sign of reprieve.
