>i can't help but think back. cant help it. dont want to. but yet i do. happy now. but yet i do.
and i cant believe that it was 5 years ago. my brain hurts a lot. but i cant believe 7 years ago was 7 years ago either. time moves fast in the big city.
>theres a life you lead and a life you dont and its true that we make our own present daily. but there are those days (not like the days like this you're momma said momma said) or weeks or months or years or seconds that shape more of time than you ever could have imagined.
>i cant help it. i wanna go back sometimes and make the braver decision. the harder decision.
>the enormity of it all just rips you a-fucking-part somedays.
>today turns into tomorrow turns into something good turns into 2005.
>it all comes flooding back.
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