Work in Progress...

It's a little bit past three in the morning, I am dead tired. Lately, I've been going to sleep any where from nine to twelve at night. I just got home. I want to go to bed. I am dying to go to bed. But, before I do I want to write. I want to write about a girl who means a great deal to me. I want to apologize to that girl for every wrong doing I have even created. For every lie and hypocritical instance I have spawned. I'm sure she won't ever see it, but it'll help me clear my head.

I am a fucking asshole. I toyed with your emotions. I made you just as insane as I am. I've said things on more than one occasion that you took in; and I didn't. I guess I just abuse my privilege of words.