[ it's a bit like a ball chained to her ankle, the past. something she'll cheerily acknowledge the lock on as if it's such an easy thing to open. yet, in the meantime, she still lacks the key. ]
I don't know. I think on some level we can help it. At least we can control what those feelings lead us to do.
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I don't know. I think on some level we can help it. At least we can control what those feelings lead us to do.