This is how the story went

People always ask why. And people always resonate, trying to justify everything, every actions and words.

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I've learned (still learning) how to accept things as it is. Hard. But I still can't find another way around. Fight! Some of you might say. But then again, why? Things will not always be in our ways, and when it does, we still don't approve it. Why? I never know if I am a perfectionist, but one thing I know, I always succumb. But, why? 

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Questions left unanswered. Pointless tears and fights. Abandoned work. 

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Woke up feeling heavy hearted

I'm going back to where I started