Regrettable...



Regret.

Felt like a fool.

Nails clawed in like a cat while they all laughed.

In slow motion.

Young.  Old.   Pregnant.

She shouldn't be here.

Who really should anyway.

I was here when I was 21.  This was me.

Giddy.

Naive.

Stupid.

I recognized him from years ago.

I find it amazing how someone can stay in the same place doing the same thing for so long.

I am not the same.

Maybe more mature.

A little more sad and broken.

and alone.

I feel sorry for them.  Who would want this?

but then again who would want this?

Engaging in conversation, I got a lot more out of it than I expected.

Deep.

Maybe it was just the alcohol.

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