Wednesday, December 26, 2012

There won't be any left to come back to. . .

You say that you're going to disappear for a while and come back as my friend.

You can do that if you want.  But the old Rachel won't be here when you come back.  There will be nothing left of the Rachel you know now.  She didn't work.  So it's time to let her die, like the others before her.  It's time to break it down and rebuild her, yet again.  And if it'll make everyone happy, it'll be worth it.  It'll be hard.  And it'll take a lot of self-control to not lose it.  But I can do it.  If it means that you are all happy, I can do it.

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