the other night i was having a conversation

about how every night before falling asleep

i go over everything i've done during the day

and obsess about how i fucked

everything up and how i could have done everything better

with someone who also does it, and someone who never has

and like a lot of it is especially conversations

redoing them with me saying way smarter and funnier and kinder and more beautiful stuff

and the people i was talking to reacting to them exactly how i'd hope they would

it was good to know i'm not the only one who does this

and of course i've already imagined all the ways i could have handled that conversation about imagining all the ways i could have handled all conversations and everything else better better

three times, already

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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