Why is it the memories we want to keep tend to fade from color to black and white, but the ones that hurt the most and should be forgotten only get brighter and more vivid? Is it simply to punish us, teach us what we deserve? Or is it simply the way we should be remembered, full of pain?

Um, wow, been quite a while since I've been on here, I've had a lot happen in the past few years, but I'm here now :) I've got quite a bit of time on my hands and hopefully will be writing again soon. Message me if you care to chat, or just need a friend at the moment.