The most important thing is to be honest with yourself. So let's try it then.

No going back, huh? And still I do. Too often. Last summer/spring were pretty messy. And as I love my pride and of course my ability to erase people from my life I still can't erase the memories and feelings which are suprisingly still alive (possibly proof that they were real, mine at least). Or maybe it is just the timing as you know: "this time a year ago I was blah-blah".. Or "oh, that song was playing when..." Shit. I hate it. It is pointless. There is no turning back. And I'm in love with memories not with real things. And it is stupid. I'm stupid. 

Wow, it is better. Yeah, being honest is awesome.