... aren't there just times when you really regret doing something? these are the times when you can't help but go 'what was i thinking?!'...
seriously i'm going through something like that now.
please don't even think i'm only referring to one matter. i think i have to refer to two.. or more things. but it boils down to essentially two.
yeah. i think so... it's two.
i hate to regret things that i have done. although it acts up all the time, it always makes me feel horrible.
first up, i regret the first thing that i did because it exposed me to things that were ... well.. less beautiful than i thought. i thought that was really sad. considering that i really really thought it was something nice. but then again... i should have known better. after all, i have not seen enough of everything... which could exactly be why i painted such a beautiful picture, against all odds.
and the second, i regret the second .. but actually i can't really regret the second thing because it isn't really a 'thing' or a specific 'action'... i think it's a whole string of it tied together to finally become this one collective event. at exactly which part of this event that i regret.. i can't really pinpoint either. i don't really think i'm making too much sense here but it's okay. i'm trying to understand myself too! i think i regret every step of it. i regret not turning away when i had the chance to.
oh wells. that's what makes up life right.
listening to: mayday -- born to love
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