Tuesday, 4 August 2009
theres nothing quite like the feel of it. its almost guilt, shame, twinged with the knowledge that it, whatever it was, was your fault. you made a mistake. no one else, you. you feel loss, loss of what could have come to pass but never will, because of your actions. you put on those heels and stamped on the face of your future, misguided into believing it was the right thing to do. you should have known better.