#confessionhour

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Every time I hear the word regret, I never equate it with wishing I did the things I never did or that I said what exactly was on my mind at that moment. Instead what regret means to me is how I wish I would have stopped, taken a step back and thought, just for one second longer, “is this really what I want”, before I did take action or for the words I unfortunately did say out loud, and how if I did I could’ve saved myself from a lot of pain, stress, and possibly bad karma that I still carry today.

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I’m not lazy or afraid of putting in the effort

I’m scared that I will put it the effort, the hard work, and that it will all still be for nothing.

That I will still get rejected from the job, that the relationship will blow up in flames, that my dream will be practically in the grasp of my hands,

And then it will fall through.

I’m tired of having it fall through.

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New rule. Everytime a parent makes excuses for their shitty son’s behavior or says the oh so popular “that’s just the way he is” fire back with “no that’s the way you allowed him to be”.

No more tolerance, no more holding daughters to such incredibly high standards while sons just get to breeze by.

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Just another day of me not knowing what the FUCK I’m going to do with my life hahaha haha ha h-

And then being torn by saying FUCK IT because the world is coming to an end anyway

While finally trying to remain optimistic by saying FUCK NO the world is not going to end, not today, not tomorrow, not on my watch, not before I see how this phase in my life plays out

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Guess I’ll have to keep that to myself.