Regrets are a motherfucker. A very close friend of mine has sold his soul to regrets he acrued while he was young. He's still a great dude, but all the space he's cleared by compacting his regrets have made him a little bit hollow. It's unfortunate, and I wonder if he'l ever be a shadow of the exited, active, creative dude he was when we were growing up together.
I have made a shit ton of mistakes, and I have done a lot of shit I probably shouldn't have. I feel like I have recieved my penance and faced my demons. It is really fucked up to see how old you get when you forget your past.
I have made a shit ton of mistakes, and I have done a lot of shit I probably shouldn't have. I feel like I have recieved my penance and faced my demons. It is really fucked up to see how old you get when you forget your past.
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heatherann:
True. It's dwelling on them for extended periods of time that makes them useless.
heatherann:
You would, of course, leave that message for me 5 minutes after I left the office.