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My Choice. My Life.

I was ready to make this choice. At this point, I didn’t care what anyone thought. I just want to make my own choices. I’m gonna do this no matter what they say. They can tell me what to do, but its my choice to listen. They can take away all I have, but its my choice to get everything back. But in this case, I’m deciding to start over and leave everything behind. Yesterday, I took all the pictures of everyone that I care about and stuffed them in a box and buried it all. I’m sorry,but I’ve decided to leave you and everyone behind. I need to restart my life. Don’t tell me I can’t. Don’t tell me I’m “not allowed”. These are my choices. This is the way I want to live. Don’t tell me that I had the potential to be so much more because I know I did and I know I had that chance. I’m old enough now. I’m not little. This is my choice. This is my life. This is me.

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