Dex-chan lover
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I've always been selfish. I always used people, until I didn't find them interesting anymore.I feel like my life got started over. Everything I knew either got reordered and mashed together or got discarded.
That music box. That shed. Everything I'd "cleaned" out of my "shed". I couldn't bring myself to throw away the music box. I took too much comfort in it. It reminded me of childhood. It is a person. A person I've known for years. The last person from before my life was amalgamated.
I will make a mistake, and that remaining emotion I have for that person will suffocate my new beginning. I will lose everything I've worked to recover.
And I can't put the music box down. I'm asking for it at this point.
Something's wrong with me.
My brain's going so fast.
Have I lost it?
The baby. The baby. The baby will choke on the music box. And my new beginning will die that day.
I want to do what's best for you. Even if it means putting the music box away.
And yet I can't bring myself to do it.