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This is not the heartfelt apology you were expecting.
ItÂ’s more of the heartfelt apologyÂ’s apology. Much less heartfelt, and not so sorry.
This is the only apology you get. Then you forget about me.

IÂ’m the narrator, the voice replaying itself in your head.
Over and over ‘til you crack.

I am your Chinese water torture.

IÂ’m the shy kid in the back of the class you love to hate.
Welcome to my point of view.