Just a thought

Sometimes when you take the time to think about what the hell is going on you actually realize what is going on. Most of the time I just say whatever I feel at the moment and don't care about the consequences. It was always my policy to tell the truth especialy when it hurt. I don't care what you think of me. If you don't like me then fuck you. But I'm still afraid of not saying what I want to while I can. You see for a while there was something I wanted to say(ask) someone btI never did. I just didn't think I would get the responce I wanted. When I finally decided to say something It was too late. I only fear regrets. Other than not telling a certian someone how I felt about them sooner,I have no regrets. Even at my worst moments I have at least learned something or had fun doing what I was doing.
It's better to have loved and lost than to never haved loved at all.

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
-REM