I have never been afraid to admit that I like to live in the past. My memories are worth more than anything the world can ever give me. That way I cannot get hurt. No one can change my memories.
Or so I thought.
I now know that if the one you shared your memories with, invalidates them, they are not the same anymore. It's like if someone gives you a pearl that you cherish so much, only to be told later it wasn't real.
Or so I thought.
I now know that if the one you shared your memories with, invalidates them, they are not the same anymore. It's like if someone gives you a pearl that you cherish so much, only to be told later it wasn't real.
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