I don't regret what I did. Though boy, do I regret meeting you.
I discovered on Friday how much of a passionate person I am and how it can fail me in life sometimes. It is knowing where, when and who to share this passion with that is my struggle. I am blind by my own desires, I get confused. It is all way too familiar and it's constantley repeating. Why? Whats the solution?
"That moment you lose your sense, a grip, a peice, a pinch of what is real. Ill never do it again I know, I cant, I will."
-Britt
