you fucked up.

regret. is hard.
I feel like I’ve been really spending time in my head. Remembering, dwelling, thinking if I could do over what would I do over and do differently and there is so much. so much. It’s sad really. And its so pointless for me to sit here and think of it when its impossible right? you don’t get do-overs.
Why is my brain capable of thinking impossible thoughts?

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