I don't have a favourite. I love memories. I treasure them. I don't need things from people, but I need time with them. I keep them locked away and when I'm down I bring them out to make myself feel better. Some make me sad and it takes certain people to make them come back, since I don't dwell on them. I'm already sad enough. In short, I don't pick and choose favourites. All memories are friends of mine no matter what emotions I feel when I am ing them.
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