There are some things you just don’t do. They say it for a reason, and maybe you should just respect that.
That’s how the harder lessons are learnt in life, perhaps. Time travel should be possible only for you to possibly undo those moments. They can wreck quite a few. I’m barely holding fort. Is there a rescue? Or do you survive giving up? With nothing to look forward to. This doesn’t need to sound that depressing. But that’s what happens when you’re eating up on the inside without reason. Count twenty hours on the total.
You fight. You distract. You react. And so the cycle goes. Somethings are just better off having not happened.
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