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I was clearing my room just a couple of days ago. Wanted to throw away and give some soft toys away cause i had 3 full rows of it. But after 15mins of staring at them, i realize i could only bear to give away 2 or3 of them. The rest hold memories. At the end of the day, i kept all of them.



"I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken - and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.”

—	Margaret Mitchell