regret
like a wound
that never heals
throbbing
in the night
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regret
like a wound
that never heals
throbbing
in the night
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Fine Arts
Nel paese dei miei balocchi
Life, love and destiny.
4TheRecord is dedicated primarily to Ausmusic from all eras and most genres, we will explore the dynamics of the creative process, and reveal the great drama, lyricism, musicality, and emotion behind each classic song.
Fii schimbarea pe care vrei sa o vezi in lume!
Moments de vie, fragments de textes et quelques notes...
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
there's nothing like stories
quiet moments in nature
Art and Literature Beyond Borders
A bird's eye view of St. George, Utah
Keep on Reading
Chronicling an ever-changing city through faded and forgotten artifacts
I read, rant and write ;)
Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
The Green Lizard Log
Leonard Durso 
I suffer with this type of regret. But I lived in a way that atonement is not necessary from then on. That’s all I can do now.
That may be enough.
Wounds heal,(as you know), by forgiving and forgiveness,(even unto yourself), is the cure.
…only brings sadness…
Especially as we grow older.
Forgive yourself. Just when I’m at my most tormented state of regret, I remember to forgive myself.
Good advice.
Regret can turn your thoughts to the past of what your regret concerns but does nothing else except keep you from focusing on your present situation.
True.