I just went back and read my first
quote
How different I am now, it's hard for even me to grasp
It's like looking at a different person altogether
I was so happy
So carefree, so cheerful and optimistic
I had everything I needed
How different I am typing this today!
My heart is not the same
I am not the girl who wrote of friendshp and joy
That girl is not me.
She is not me.
*Eternally lost...** · 1 decade ago
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I feel the same way, like I was chewed apart and spit out.