"They'll name a city after us
And later say it's all our fault"
Song: Us by Regina Spektor
This is the song that I hear repeatedly in order to distract myself from torturing thoughts of regrets. I really don't know how to feel at the moment.
When everything feels so right, then this is wrong.
When everything feels so right, I am a terrible writer.
And I am listening to more hard-to-understand songs. I need more distractions so I can focus.
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