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Feb. 1st, 2014 03:53 pmWhen someone achieves a dream I've failed at (even if it's not The Big One), a little piece of my heart shrivels up and goes black.
I've gotten better at it over the years, but it never stopped. The size of the shriveled piece just gets smaller and each time.
I've gotten better at it over the years, but it never stopped. The size of the shriveled piece just gets smaller and each time.