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Jan 24, 2012
@ 9:00 pm
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My problem is that I don’t listen to the advice I ask for.

Despite how unhealthy this is and how exhausted I am from it, I continue.

And despite my friends pleas and words of wisdom to absolutely let go, even if it were only temporary, I keep running back.

I never listen. Even when I ask to be told things I don’t want to hear.