Wednesday, May 27, 2009

past, present, future


I wish I could go back to the past. Tell myself how I'm going to ruin my life with a bad habit, which I think will be a stress reliever.

But wait.

I can't.

I wish I could go into the future, and tell myself what a horrible thing I've done in the past. How I always had to hide, and how no one would trust me, even love me for that matter.

Maybe.

Just maybe.

I can change my future.

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