Sometimes I never think about what I'm about to say or what I'm about to do. Everybody becomes like that at some point in their lifetime. I know I'm not the person you want me to be, and I'm sorry you're extremely upset that I HAVE to be in your life, unless - of course - I quit, but I'm no quitter. But back to the point, I understand that you always have reason to hate me so. I just hope you can try to believe me when I say I'm sorry, because I honestly am.
I didn't know. I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry. I can be better.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
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