Letting Go.

I'm really bad at letting go.

My inbox on my phone only lets me have like 360 messages! Lame. And so I keep having to delete like one at a time. Everytime I attempt to have a clearout, I can't bring myself to get rid of messages that really should be long gone. They're still there because they just make me smile. Or I think they are important for some reason or another.

3 years ago now, I had this thing with this boy. He told me that he loved me in various different very sweet ways over a number of texts. Me and this boy hardly talk now, he pretty much boyed me off after that we had that thing, and I now know that (although he said to me he was shy and didn't really know how to talk to girls) he's the biggest womanizer on the block. Kmt.
Yet I still have the messages and choose not to delete them when my inbox is full and important messages need to come through. Why? Because I can't let go. What a loser.

Most of my messages are funny sweet ones from a select few people. Or things that just need to be remembered. Maybe I could write them down, but that seems a bit weird.

It's not only texts that I save. I used to save aalll my msn conversations - FB chat has failed me in that sense. If I'm tidying up room and I find something from the past, I won't throw it away. Even if it was something that once made me cry. I dunno, I just think it's important to keep them.

I wish I could save all the conversations I had in real life as well, phone or face to face. If someone could just film my whole life, that would be great.

I don't think it's a bad thing to hold on to parts of your past.
As long as you don't allow those things to hinder your future.