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Been staying away from things that reminded me of him..
I put away the pencil he gave.. I occupy myself..

Then today.. I drove pass a play ground.. The playground that we both sat for 2 hours talking about his problems.. That was the time we really connected.. Or so what i thought..

All the memories just came back.. And im depressed again..

I still miss him i guess..
but not as much as i used to..
I know he will not want anything to do with me..
Im last month's news...

Not even in his memories i guess...

Fuck it..
Fuck my brain for recalling everything..
Fuck my life... =((