What Is There To Ask?

What Is There To Ask?

The past makes no sense to me anymore, and it really gets easy to feel like you’ve been betrayed on some level. I have all these photos and videos, but they must now be of two unequally decided people. I took too many damn pictures of a possibility. I’m over it, I really am, it just sucks that I won’t have that time back. All that time investing. People say it’s good it happened; you’ve learned from it. I guess so. I mean, I have… but you know. I want it back.

Anyways, I should delete this stuff like I was told to.

This is temporary.