The past.
Everyone has one, be it good or bad.
At the end of the day, some people choose or claim to let go. But how many of them really do?
As for me, I've made my choice.
I choose to accept the past. Both mine and Bebe's.
Accept it, learn from it, maybe have a good laugh over it and move on.
But the key is, accept it as part of what we are. Our past makes us what we are today.
Without a past, there won't be a present or future.
So there my dear, you have my answer.
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