I hated cleaning out my house. I left a LOT of shit behind. I didn't have to keep living there, though....
That was probably the most depressing thing I remember doing. The first couple times I went, I just sat on the back step and looked out at the back yard where the kids used to play and sighed a lot. guh.
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This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality
Embrace this moment, remember
We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion ~MJKeenan
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