so i guess this is the end of my blog... the end of the book...the end of it all. time to pull out the albums and fill them with every photo, put everything in a box, every memory, every moment, seal it and say goodbye. i failed at being an author, i failed at writing the book, because when i left it and then came back to it, i could no longer write. the end of the blog, because i guess i have nothing more to write, nothing more to say. i mean, its not really read by anyone anymore, and i just seem to ramble. last time i closed a blog it was when i was saying goodbye to someone else. i kept  blog all throughout the relationship, but when we broke up, i deleted it, and with it deleted all the memories. i guess thats what im doing now, erasing the memories, erasing the emotions, because i cant handle them anymore. i cant keep missing you or hurting over you. ive already started to suppress the memories because it hurts to re-visit them. maybe 5/10 years i'll be able to open your box and look through the memories and odd bits and bobs that ive collected and smile at them, rather than looking at them and breaking down. i hate putting people in boxes, it feels like such a morbid thing to do, but i guess its time to say goodbye.