Monday, October 18, 2010

My friend.

A few days ago, I was watching this You Tube video about a young woman who'd lost 100 pounds. She did all these happy commemorating things, like blowing up 100 balloons, and holding 100 pounds of dumbells, and she was so proud of herself.
Sometimes I wish it could've been like that for me. Happy. Proud. Accomplished.
But most of the time, I don't regret a thing. Not. A. Thing.
That is so cruel of me.
I'm sorry.

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