Go ahead, shove your painful memories to the back of the fridge, the ones that you've put into an elegantly laced tupperwhere to hide its horrifying disfigurement and sprayed with lighthearted comedy to avoid pity from impromptu guests Go ahead, pretend that stench that leaks from it over time is due to the weakness and overdramatics that youve convinced yourself you own and never reach for it until one day you wake up and realize the stench is to putrid to bear any longer Go ahead, try to clean it out with your trusty bottle of sheer will and false confidence, that is until you realize your bottle is empty having been used up from the last obstacle that had gotten in your way Go ahead, unspiral into a fit of panic like you always do when the stench just won't go away haunting your days and nights, Go ahead, let the stench engulf you until you don't even recognize it anymore until it matches your day to day smell and you're able to live with it again Go ahead…...