a self-discovery of regret

[yungdumfulofcum]

30 years from now when we're all mature and laden with responsibilities, we'll look back on ourselves, walk down that proverbial path of nostalgia, we'll becom elost in a mist of high school pictures and memories. We'll become entranced in a vague reflection of our past selves, this murky image. And to ourselves, we'll ask, who are we? do the

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[jainna]

I find myself asking that same question, why bother living? Especially when I'm happy because I feel like I've acheived what I wanted. Plus I want to die happy. It's really backwards. Most people want to die when they're all depressed, I always want to die when I'm happy. I always think of death when I'm overly happy.

Don't screw the past? The past is what gives us a line, it gives us something to measure life by, that is the purpose of having a past. Like how do you measure happiness? It's based on your past, how happy you were yesturday last week last month last year.

So we do need yesturday, to help us live for today =)