Friday, April 30, 2010

twenty two.

I suck. Plain and simple. I will never be able to get over certain things, and I will never be able to realize what is important. People say that in life you should have no regrets; I guess I missed that memo. I've said and done so many dumb things in my short while on this planet that I wish I hadn't. To quote Red, "There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are, but I can't." I am selfish, shy, and unwilling to open up.