I cannot undo
what I have done;
I can't un-sing
a song that's sung.
And the saddest thing
about my regret—
I can't forgive me
and you can't forget.
— Lang Leav —
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I am leaving this house for good, without regrets, and I plan to never return. And if I ever find myself coming back to this godforsaken place—that would be to attend my absentee father's funeral. If not his then most probably it would be Vince's funeral since there's a long queue of enemies waiting to pull a gun into his head if given the opportunity.
There are so many things to pack but If I could bring everything with me, I necessarily needed to rent a teen-wheeler truck just to carry all my things which include appliances and personal belongings. But bringing them all was the last thing on my mind—all I want is to escape this place real quick. The sooner the better. So I decided to pack the only thing I'll ever need—clothes.
