We had a cleansing last night... We lied in bed and took turns talking and crying. It felt good to open up, and it felt good for him to open up to me. We both realized the walls that we had each build around ourselves since moving here. We talked about our childhoods, our present, our future, and all of the things we miss most about Dallas... Crackbaby, LittleAbby, Loo-Loo, our apartment, the knocks on the backdoor, the parties and all that went with them... the list goes on and on and on. The hardedt thing to realize is if we moved back right now, things would never be the same. Everyone has moved on... Slippy and I are both still stuck in time bubble... all we have to go on is our memories. People have since moved, gotten new jobs... the neighborhood isn't the same, the people aren't the same. It sucks. It all had to go too quickly, and for the wrong reasons. We could still be there if it hadn't been for a small, yet devestating chain of events that I probably could have prevented. Yeah... I kick myself everyday for it. I should have answered LittleAbby when she said "If I give it back will you stay?" I should have said yes and thrown my arms around her. Although I was hurt, I should have thanked her more for all she did for us. I should have hugged Crackbaby just one more time. I should have made it a point to see Sushipig and Levon again. I should have done a lot of things... a lot of things I can never do now and will regret.

Life... full of regret I guess. Full of bad choices, mistakes, inadequecies, failures...