Regret.
Felt like a fool.
Nails clawed in like a cat while they all laughed.
In slow motion.
Young. Old. Pregnant.
She shouldn't be here.
Who really should anyway.
I was here when I was 21. This was me.
Giddy.
Naive.
Stupid.
I recognized him from years ago.
I find it amazing how someone can stay in the same place doing the same thing for so long.
I am not the same.
Maybe more mature.
A little more sad and broken.
and alone.
I feel sorry for them. Who would want this?
but then again who would want this?
Engaging in conversation, I got a lot more out of it than I expected.
Deep.
Maybe it was just the alcohol.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Hello..this is my blog. I bought this fancy theme and I don't know what to write here just yet. Maybe one day remind me I have to write something inspiring here?
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