silver never gets golder

there are few things worse than the feeling of wishing you could take something back that you've said or done. the regret swirls and churns in my stomach. i think of all the million other things i could have possibly done instead. then i sit and wait for the text to be read or the thing to be discovered. words come out of your mouth and try as you might it is impossible to get them to go back in there. emails cruelly refuse to alter their course through cyber space and will not come back no matter how much you beg. i think before you send a text your phone should ask whether or not you really want to send it. maybe more than once actually. maybe just my phone should do that. but one of the perks of being shallow is that i don't end up feeling half as bad as i should for nearly as long as is decent. see, i'm already over it. thanks internet!