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For the first time in a long time I cried over spilt milk. I wept over the little things. But the thing is that these little things combine with others and that becomes your life. And it seems that the little things hurt the most and the pain that seems to be perpetually hovering ready to spring up is the cycle that I'm doomed in for eternity.
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 1:17 AM UTC
Spilt milk
For the first time in a long time I cried over spilt milk. I wept over the little things. But the thing is that these little things combine with others and that becomes your life. And it seems that the little things hurt the most and the pain that seems to be perpetually hovering ready to spring up is the cycle that I'm doomed in for eternity.
I should have never told you that. Be careful with your words it my be your last.
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 1:17 AM UTC
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