I've always looked at endings as a goodbye. I hate it. It has become a part of me to automatically leave things, people, places, memories behind whenever I feel like it's about to end. It never had to be that way. There's always a next time but I never believed it that way and it's saddening. I don't want to leave everything behind and end things in a sad way. I wanna see these people again. I wanna go to these places again. I want to relive it whenever I want. But I never can. And I guess that's one of my toxic behaviours.
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