regret

My guilt is an ocean for me to drown in.

I've seen so many versions of you. With me. Without me. Artist. Teacher. Graphic designer. But it's all, in the end, just life. We see it macro, like one big story, but when you're in it, it's all just day-to-day, right? And isn't that what you have to make your peace with?

Can one regret a thing that, however unwise, was beautiful?

It seemed to Rosa Lublin that the whole peninsula of Florida was weighted down with regret. Everyone had left behind a real life. Here they had nothing. They were all scarecrows, blown about under the murdering sunball with empty ribcages.

I don't dwell in the past, I just can't forget what's passed.

There is one day that has brought me unspeakable pain, & the effects of that day continue to cover & erode my world like rust. I suspect that someday the rust will eat through the joists & posts of my life & I will topple, literally as well as figuratively.

I didn't actually know what regret tasted like__ut I imagined if it did have a flavor, it would be lutefisk.

I spent the past two years fearing the worst, that I chose safe arms to hold me when his arms weren__ the arms I longed to be in, nor were they really safe. I thought it__ what I deserved. I thought I couldn__ belong in the arms I wanted to really hold me.

If I could go back would I do it differently? Well, I can't go back.

There__ no great dividing line between being a kid and an adult. We__e not all caterpillars turning into butterflies. You are what you are. When you grow up, you may be more careful than when you were a kid. You don__ say what you think as much as you once did. You learn to play nice. But you__e still the same person who did good things or rotten things when you were young. Whether you feel good about them or bad _ whether you regret them. Well, that__ a different thing. But it__ not like they disappear forever.

Nothing helps a man to reform like thinking of the past with regret.

But as Rianne walked away from him, he could only stand there and watch, tearing at the earth withrestless claws.Wishing with all his heart that he could go after her.Eiona__ presence kept him locked in place and for the first time, he found himself resenting thebond that held them so tightly together.

To avoid a comparative poverty, which her affection and her society would have deprived of all its horrors, I have, by raising myself to affluence, lost everything that could make it a blessing.

Us? There is no us. You threw us away like yesterday__ trash.

Maybe I could use a little metal on the inside, I thought. If I'd kept my heart better armored, where would I be now?Easy____ be at home, medicating myself into a monotone. Drowning my sorrows in video games. Working shifts at Smart Aid. Dying inside, day by day, from regret.

These Days, Keeping Anything "Simple" Is The Most "Complex" Task To Do....

Worry and regret are both useless weights that provide no drag. They never did anything to slow down the planet for one goddamned second.

All he did all afternoon was calculate again and again how many hours of study time he was losing. Thinking about it now, he felt stupid, as we all do when we remember all the time we waste wishing we were somewhere else.