lot's to think about.
let me apologize now one last time for all the shitty thing's i may have done, i have done, may not have done...
I am sorry.
as i will not be doing it again.
"I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often." — Charles Bukowski (Tales of Ordinary Madness)
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