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Dumb take, even if you broke up. Those were real experiences that shaped you, and you probably wouldn't be the same person if you had slept instead.

Don't regret past lovers, accept that lots of things in life are temporary, and that's okay.

As evidenced by the facial expressions in the meme. That does not look like lost time to me!

Yep, they're right here. Happily married.

We were roommates. And then just kept being roommates. Even became good friends.

Yeah, I was going to say - where are they now? In my fucking bed, waiting for me to get off the can ...
- Edit: nvm, thought it was a typo but it's an expression
- Lucky you, I just have one all purpose bed.
And they were roommates.
- Oh my god they were roommates

bullshit doomer take

- ok, troll

You sleep every day but you only get so many of those interactions in life

I married her nearly 20 years ago. And sometimes we’re still up til 3 am talking. No regrets.

Same, but not quite 20 years. No regrets.

Remember when you you were crying from loneliness till 3AM till you sobbed to sleep? Well the crying didn't make any friends so you should've just slept

Those were the best moments. Even without romantic intentions, those times at the end of the night when all the chaos has died down and you’re just closely connecting with your friends. It’s really the best.

They are my fiancé now!! Worth every hour of lost sleep

Asked me to marry him. Bought a house together. Been 20 years and still 3am chatting (admittedly because rn he's in spain and i'm still in AU and it's mostly pictures of our cats and him in front of various buildings but still...)

We got old and now 3am has week long consequences.

She's in our bed

Most of those late night exchanges were once happy memories. Some of them still ongoing :) quality chat is worth sacrificing sleep for once in a while.

The only times I regret staying up late were when I had to tolerate unnecessary stress.

Wasn't in a romantic context, but a roommate of mine and I would stay up late talking

He ended up saving me from suicide, we were each best man at the other's wedding, and we still play D&D twice a week! Totally worth it

Obligatory wife acknowledgement.

But also obligatory Xkcd which honestly really sums up part of why I love being polyamorous. Even in my 30s I love the feeling of being up all night getting to know someone and figuring out how its all going to go. It's one of the true joys in life to me. Though I'll admit it doesn't happen at 3 am anymore, if I'm up that late my body gets mad at me

I guess I shouldn't be surprised that there's an xkcd for this, but I still am
- It was a formative one for me since I read it in high school and it impacted how I viewed relationships and nights of deep conversations.
  Also obligatory acknowledgment that its funny weed number
Dude fuckin real.

We're married.

I've never done this with someone I was romantically interested in but funnily enough I've done this with friends. And they're still my friends.

Messy break up, I would still never give up those memories for the world, because that grand surge of emotion is something I cherish

Ummm. She's next to eating a bagel in bed.

don't eat cookies in the bed....
I was trying to find the "unnecessarily censored" version ("If you eat cookies in bed you'll get CR**S in the sheets....") This will have to do.
Edit: how did people not figure out that they were gay? Also, there were a whole lot of other dudes sleeping over...
My SO would never eat bagles in bed, and would kill me if I did. Crumbs are no joke.

That was almost 40 years ago. We stopped the phone calls once we got together, it's easier to talk in bed now. Also cheaper, those long distance bills then... :/

Married now.

Rn, still there

Unless it was "up until 3:00AM arguing", this is time well spent. Quality time with others is peak human living.

My time I enjoyed wasn't wasted. That was time I really got to live

One of those past interactions. We stayed up drinking on the back porch talking until 3am than got assaulted by a massive inner city racoon and I had to bash it with a metal trashcan lid to stop it from charging us. Don't worry I didn't kill it. Thing was persistent, first time it backed off a few yards temporarily as if to fake me out and than turned around and came charging straight at us a second time. Felt like a hobo knight defending his punk rock maiden.

Everytime I see a raccoon digging in trash I think of our time together fondly.

she is keeping me up by snoring right next to me

Ok... Sending 45 messages at 3AM is not talking.... That's called harrassment Tyler...

What if it's like my bestest online gaming buddy? I don't stay up that late anymore though.

I never stayed up until 3 am talking to anyone

we went off to college and never talked again. I have no idea where she is or if she is still alive.