'I still get sad about everything that happened. Every now and then it just hits me. Sometimes, it takes days for me to get over it…'
'I am terrible with words, I always have been, but if there was a way i could express to you how sorry I was I would do it in a heartbeat. I know you won’t get this message until you get home, but I’m too shy to text you. I’m so awful with my words that I don’t even know how to tell you why I’m sorry. but ill try. I think I’m sorry because I’m a sad person, and I know that no matter what I do I Will never be able to make you happy. I’m sorry because I don’t understand and my mind is empty and nothing I say or do ever helps. I’m sorry because I’m never there or here or where ever it is you need me to be. im sorry for all the empty useless apologies because at the end of the day you really can’t do anything with “sorry”. I have more I need to say but I can’t think straight right now and this is probably coming out all wrong.'
My level of sarcasm’s gotten to a point where I don’t even know if I’m kidding or not.
my possible career choices: