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poetic_onslaught tonight i went to downtown and i wanna share my experience. im from dallas and im chicano. i went to a quinceniera. for those of you that aren't familiar with it...its similar to a sweet 16..except its for mexican girls when they turn 15. it was in a downtown building. we got lost while looking for it...downtown dallas can get confusing. we went through deep ellum (a place where a lot of clubs are at}. a lot of white people were at....this club...i can't remember what its called. i saw a good looking female dressed in 19th century clothes like in "gone with the wind" and she curtsied at me...i remembered the 2 times i stood up as a chambalon at those quinces with a suit and bowtie. we went in a limo that was packed with corona's. i smiled when she curtsied at me. we finally found the building and got lost inside the building looking for the right room. we passed the biggest room in which they were having a prom and i regreted not graduating and not being able to attend a prom. we finally found the right room and i went in and had some more beers. i was mad at myself for dropping out and depriving myself of an apparently ecstatic prom. while the music was playing in this quince it could still be heard outside. i saw 2 girls dancing to this mexican music right outside the room. they were right in the hallway and i realized that they must be having one hell of a time to dance with each other in the middle of the hallway without caring about anyone watching. i remembered when me and the homeboyz used to breakdance and pop in the landruamant until the manager of the apartments kicked us out. i almost cried when the girls stopped dancing and left. i knew that they would remember that small moment forever and i didnt know if i would ever experience a moment similar to the one they were having again. damn i wish i could b part of that "innocence" again. fuck i wish i didnt have to care about nothing for a moment like them. now im home finishing my 20 pack of budweiser trying to temporaraly forget the times i had that i may never have again and the times i didnt have which i couldve had. damn it hurts. it opened that flood which ive been holding back of past memories. i need to forget everything in order to move on. anyone else in here living it the past? REGRETS? i tried to make this understandable but if it aint it's because im drunk. damn there's so much more that happened and that i wanted to say. but this is long enough. i cant be the only one with regrets of the past so i hope yall will contribule. 020420
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birdmad thanks

that was cool
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god i didn't go to a prom until i was 20. i was the sleazy college guy with the 16 year old girl. 020420
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silentbob God_is_a_pedophile 020420
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a sighs breath i meant to say that i wanted to cry when they stopped dancing because i didn't think they'd remember that small moment. But I still remember, years later. Or maybe it's just been one year. I remember driving the streets, surrounded by all the lit buildings under a dark sky. I remember the curtsie and smile from the woman in the old fashion styled dress. That night I didn't mind being an observer and enjoying the buzz around me. Nostalgia is such a sweet feeling......with terrible after effects. 040120
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Zoe that's my problem, i live too much in the past. i feel like nothing can compare to the things i've done and felt before. i know first loves are memorable, but i can't seem to let go. 040121
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