You meet someone. You two get close. It's all great for awhile. Then someone stops trying. Talk less. Akward conversations. The drifting..No communication whatsoever. Memories start to fade. Then that person you know becomes that person you KNEW. That's how it usually goes, right? Sad.. isn't it.
I don’t see why people even bother with what I do in my life when they’re not the one living it. I admit I’ve made mistakes, I’ve fucked up, I’ve done things I regret, but who are you to judge? Worry about yourself before you put your opinions on me. And for those of you who have criticized me or made assumptions when you never took the chance to even get to know me, know that I’m not perfect, neither are you.