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Wednesday, January 7 { 11:35 PM }

Regret never leaves life.

If I died, I would absolutely hate it if anyone said, "I said bad things to/about her, I wished I treated her nicer."
There is not point in regretting, it is just plain stupid.
Ideal: Instead of regretting, people should be treating others decently in a way that would leave no regrets. Since life is made unfair, we should try to be fair, be the best we can be, be sincere. To love more, bitch less.
Regrets=no right to be sorry. Regretting does not change the outcome, the hurt has already been done. Regretting is just plain easy, and sometimes, meaningless.

I am getting rather scared. Everthing and everyone will vanish, inevitably.
It's the rule of life, it happens each second the clock ticks... Things dissappear.
They all vaporize and leave; the friends that were once cherished and sworn to be remembered forever, the once favourite colour pink, the old addiction to pop tarts, the clothes that no longer fit, the habits that we thought would never die.
It happens slowly, subtlely.. tricking one's mind. I'll never notice, I'll have no clue when.
I am scared of forgetting, scared of losing people, losing memories, not having enough time.
Once I forget,
I am scared I would lose traces of myself. And be stuck in this
vacuum, across the fine line
seperating nightmare and reality;dreams and reality.
I do not want to regret anything.

Dance dance dance: "Just think about what comes before words. What lasts, lasts; what doesn't, doesn't. Time solves most things. And what time can't solve, you have to solve for yourself."