Eventually....Right?

Eventually, you have to pick yourself back up.
Eventually, you'll get used to the pain.
Eventually, the hurt will heal.
Eventually, you'll move on.
The happiness you used to feel, whenever you looked at him, you'll feel with someone else.
Right?
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Every time I see him, it tears me.
I want to go back to the mask I used to hide behind.
But I can't. Can I? It suffocates me.
I don't know who to trust anymore.
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I hate band. I don't understand why I liked it so much last year. Now I just want to shoot everybody.
Grrr.