Memories are a bit like old scars. Some are faded, some are fresh. They remind us of the best and worst times of our lives and each time we remember, we retrace those scars in the most bittersweet way. They are the remnants of a life lived and the backbone of the life we are still living. Each memory is a constant reminder of who we were and how we have reached this point in our lives. For that reason alone, I cherish every memory… even if it causes pain.
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