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Rehab
Wednesday, June 13, 2012 11:40:00 PM

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It's like I checked into rehab 'cause baby, you're my disease

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I think I'm finally finding the strength to move on. Day by day, I find myself myself missing you less, wanting you less. There's lesser anger, lesser sadness, lesser hate, lesser pain. I'm starting to unlove, to unkiss, to unhold. As much as I don't want to, there's no point in me holding on. I believe that I don't deserve this pain I'm inflicting upon myself, even if I didn't deserve you. I deserve some form of happiness, and I know it's somewhere out there, waiting for me. There's many burning questions that I'd like answers to, but I guess I'll just have to live with my assumptions. I'm sorry I can't wait around anymore. I hope you're happy wherever you are, whatever you do. Thank you for everything that you've given to me, and I'll hold on to whatever you've given me, as best as I can, even if it isn't tangible. You're the greatest thing that life has presented to me, but I believe there are better things awaiting me.