infinity and bitches' brew

She pulls an ice cube out of her iced coffee and flicks her fingers.

It's funny to me just how wrong some people get their lives.

Yeah, but if it's their own...

She wipes her hands on the side of her shirt, where the excess fat hangs with the infinity sign tattoo above her waistline.

Ownership is cool and all, but honestly I'm a little tired of people thinking they can snag some validation simply by owning their shitty choices and behavior.

I get what you mean, I think. Yeah, like some jackass who's rude but can get away with it by explaining that he's just being honest.

She looks up to meet her eyes briefly and then brings her gaze back down to her coffee. It's tiring for her to keep going on like this with her friend, but she'll manage.

What ever happened to regret? Why the trend saying everything happens for a reason or why the yolo?

Haha, but we're so fucking young still, though.

I feel old enough already.

You're crazy. Regret's a waste. Just channel your energy into finding balance with all of the choices and your efforts into new directions.

Oh my God, whatever.

She takes a sip of her drink and wonders why she told the barista whole milk would be fine. It makes her sick.

Natalie, don't you think that you should call Brad and invite him to the party?

Fuck that. No. He needs to think about his choice--really do some reflecting, you know?

Talk it all out with him.

I'm so sick of it. I wonder how I keep going at all. I mean like I know my problems and can recognize how I've hurt his sister's feelings or whatever, but come on! She's pregnant again and had an abortion last year. At least I know that--wait, holy shit. Haha, here I go being a total fucking shitty person. Charlie, I totally have regrets.

She looks back down to the buoyant buoyant ice cubes at the top of her beverage. There's a fly stuck on top of one of the cubes. It makes her sick.

I'm so sick of this, Charlie. Let's get out of here.

There's no buzz at all to the insect stuck to its watery grave.

This shit is ruined, Charlie. Let's leave.

You're right, Natalie. Forget Brad tonight, then.

Infinity, Charlie. It's not an excuse to take shit and spew shit. I'm just trying to project positivity, you know?

I totally feel that.