A personal study of an adult female analyzing the motivations behind her actions, no matter how embarrassing, shameful or repulsive. I'm my own worst critic.
Scars are souvenirs you never lose, the past is never far
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Fini
today was the day... i copied over all the numbers from the phone that i needed, leaving his... then took out the SIM card and burned it, threw it into a fire. all the messages that meant so much, the numbers... gone. he doesn't control me anymore, my emotions will not control me any longer.
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