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it's not my T, it's me. I mean, yes, she has given mixed messages and been inconsistent, but it's me. It's my inability to not make this into a huge abandonment thing. It's my inability to stop pushing her when she tells me to stop pushing. It's just me, being me.
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She left pieces of her life behind her everywhere she went.
"It's easier to feel the sunlight without them," she said.
~Brian Andreas
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