This weekend has felt so strange.
I have this weird anxious feeling in my chest, yet I've had moments of real happiness and it's all so contradicting and confusing.
I guess it always the same, getting obsessed with certain moments and then running them over in my head and wishing they had never ended. I need to learn how to move on and live new days, however corny that may sound.

I don't know really. Then there's you and I hate it that well you can't quite understand this it seems. Why can't you ever be satisfied? 

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