15 January 2010
Sometimes you just get to thinking and realize how many mistakes you've made and how sorry you are for all of them. You realize that the rest of your life will be dedicated to trying to make up for all the things you've fucked up. You're sorry about all the family you've hurt and disappointed, the friends you've bothered with nonsense rantings. Then you look forward in your life trying to find a place to go, a place to move on to, and realize you've got nowhere to go, you failed yourself and those who dreamed with you and no matter how sorry you are you can't do anything about it because you keep looking for the path out but it's nowhere there, you don't know which way to go, and you're so fucking scared to make your own path because you believe you'd just fail again. You're tired of picking yourself up, and it's not just about you, you're afraid to disappoint everybody again.
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