I'm doing 33 things
This is one of my biggest regrets in life. Don’t do it. If you want to be with someone else, break up with the person you’re with first. At least have the decency to do that. I didn’t, and the guilt eats at me everyday.
rachynymph's Life List
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1. be happy
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2. lose weight
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3. stick to a budget
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4. stop procrastinating
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5. learn guitar
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6. Learn to play the guitar
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7. drink more water
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8. go on a road trip with no predetermined destination
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9. get married
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10. learn sign language
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11. Get organized
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12. see the northern lights
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13. go to more concerts
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14. learn to dance
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15. visit all 50 states
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16. sleep under the stars
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17. visit another country
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18. Find a religion that will fit my beliefs
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19. Take more pictures
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20. Learn to play the piano
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21. Learn how to remember peoples' names
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22. be more confident
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23. learn photography
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24. spanked
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25. carry a pack of post it notes in my purse, so i can leave random comments everywhere i go
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26. exercise regularly
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27. play strip hide-and-seek
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28. move in with him
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29. file bankruptcy
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30. learn to tap dance
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31. tap dance
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32. Weigh less than 200 pounds
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33. Sell my photography
421 people
Recent entries
One day I didn’t feel anything. There was no pain, even when the blood came. I made the nearly fatal mistake of pressing down hard, then dragging the blade through all the layers of my skin.
I should have known it was really bad when I saw the yellow fat tissue sticking out of the gaping slit in my skin.
That mental image alone has been enough to keep me from cutting ever again.
It was so worth it. It’s one of those things that must be experienced- I can’t really explain why I did it or what it felt like to do it.
Oh, and not only was I living in my car, but this was on the streets of Los Angeles, after living the first 18 years of my life in Nashville, TN. Quite the culture shock…
