regrets

yup.

if it's not one thing, it's another.

this weekend was awesome.

except for the guilt.

and the rolled ankle.

but mostly the guilt.

iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii am a bad person, i think. i lie to those closest to me to maintain some petty sense of morality but continue to do things that far outweigh what i'm afraid of happening if i told the truth. i keep my affairs in darkness, and the ironic thing is that i myself feel like i live in darkness.