I'm sorry. So, so sorry. Of course, these words must mean nothing, right? I wouldn't blame you...but, still, I'd like you guys to know that I am. I'm not myself right now-I can't explain why-and I'd rather not add more grievances to your lists...I will, believe me I will, try to get over this. I swear I will. For now though, I really can't deal with it. My mental state is dangerously close to snapping, and I must try to soothe it.
Again, and no matter how many times I say it to get my point across, I'm sorry.
*EDIT*
The hell was I thinking? Honestly, my bad, guys. Maybe it's better that I keep this kind of stuff to myself, or someone'll g