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Regrets
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Could of, should of, would of... go on, take a chance. |
Where's the part where you do, and they stab you right in the heart?
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Tis better to have loved and lost....
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non, je ne regrette rien!
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Mine was stabbed, ripped out, stomped on, run through a food processor, poured down the sink, and then ignored.
Your turn. ;) (It's not all that bad, I'm just grumpy.) |
Mine was eaten by a coyote then shit off a cliff.
Next! |
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Funnily enough, my crush took me on a pre-pubescent date. To a local airshow. We were 11, so it was with his Mum, Dad and two younger sisters. He was mad on the armed forces and I just had fun with his sisters.
He refused to go on the Big Wheel, crushing my hopes of bumping lips. Instead I went on with the older sister - only a school year younger than us - who quizzed me mercilessly re my intentions! Recently I dream about Mark. Night after night. I understand why - my mind is taking me back to when "love" was simple. When it didn't depend on body shape or income or ambition. It was just about who you were. I think my brain wants to be in love again. The rest of me is more sensible. |
There is water coming out of my eyes.
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There is a lot to be said about that classic. Do you reset with a renewed anger in your heart that all of this is the fault of all men/women you ever encounter again, there by ensuring you will never have a meaninful relationship again? Or can you focus on your individual problems and keep it real knowing that you are directly or indirectly responsible for much of your own predicament?
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