Some parts of my life, I detest who and what I have become. And at times like these all everyone wants is a reset button, too bad this is the part where they tell you it’s not really a game at all. I have done what I have, now what’s left is to answer for my actions. I’m sorry, and I know sometimes the two words don’t even come close to being enough. Still, I remain sorry. And making mistakes can’t be my excuse anymore, it’s been used far too many times if it had a face it’d be all scratched out. But if you want to, have me as I am. A person who is detestable sometimes due to absolute stupidity and lack of thinking, but nevertheless one who is trying at something just as you are; a living being.





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