Ajax: *sits down on his bed*
Xavier: "I'm sorry"
Ajax: "How do you even know it's true? Maybe you're wrong"
Xavier: "They're on a date right now"
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Ajax: *sits down on his bed*
Xavier: "I'm sorry"
Ajax: "How do you even know it's true? Maybe you're wrong"
Xavier: "They're on a date right now"
On regret
I shall focus on the type of regret that took over me, the ones in which I decide not to something which would be outstanding for me.
Regret is not only just an undue and rampant thought on the past, but also a present fight between the unconscious and racional kingdoms of the being. This dichotomy starts at the painful moment of decision. Repentance itself is a gradual overexpression of the unconscious desire after being unable to change your sentence. And sometimes, an impossibility of change is not the temporal issue, but a barrier of the rational, arithmetician self, which can unrealistically justify persistency of decision during the correction period.
What a painful, unliberating and inhibition of freedom expression moment regret can be.
Fuckin' makeup...