Hurts.

I know that what I did was wrong. God damn it, I came and apologized! I hate apologizing!

And you said that I said that… you twisted it totally! I know that I can be mean, very mean. But I also know where I stop, and that is definitely not what I said!!!

And you know, maybe sometimes I'm way to much mean. Maybe it's because so much time the world got a chance to be mean to me and now I'm mean to the world. Maybe it's just me. But it hurts, you know? Every time you shout about those little things that are so dumb, every time I make a mistake and nobody takes the time to listen and let me explain. It hurts.

I know that I sometimes disrespect the people whom I care about the most. I don't know why! I wish I did, and I cry when I think about every thing I must've done to people, but I don't know why I do it, and it just comes and goes! And that’s what hurts the most.

And I'm crying now, 'cause I just realized every thing I've done.