Well, there was this guy that i honestly loved. I dont like many people. i mean at all. Not trying to sound all antisocial but i just am. I dont get along well in society. And i fucked things up for us. I want to be with him more than anything and yet i have been abjured from his presence. He refuses to look at me to talk with me, or email me. Anything at all. And it is because i broke him. His love and trust he put in me. I am so sorry for him. Because he deserves to be happy, he truly does. And i on the other hand am a terrible person and deserve to have a slow painful tortured existence until my body cannot stand the suffering then i should be forced to live in exile and wander in shame and depression.
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