IRC-Galleria

This time I took them all away. Cause sadly enough, I am almost as guilty as him (or perhaps even more, depending on how he feels, if he does). And quite frankly it doesn't even bother me anymore. I'll just forget about it, all of it, unless the nice parts, because there's nothing wrong with sweet memories.

I just feel bad for having played a role of being cold. But I did play it well. Why stop now? I'll probably need to have my heart broken a few more times before I'm tumbled enough to learn from my mistakes. Right now I'm still too proud to learn anything.

At least now I know love, and why you always should be honest with yourself.

If I get a chance I will tell him I'm sorry. He told me he was, many times.