Why Didn't I Do It When I Had The Chance?SATURDAY
2nd November 2013, 5.46 PM.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, ihatelife. I'm sorry if I seemed to be ignoring your pain. And here I am complaining about friends (what the hell). I wanted to comfort you, damn it, I wanted so badly to give you a hug, to let you know that there's at least someone who cares. But no, I was a chicken, afraid of saying the wrong things, afraid of seeing how you'd react. And when I finally get the courage to write a comment, you'd already deleted your diary.
Good luck and I really hope you'll pick yourself up soon, or find someone to help you do it. I hope you find your way through life. You probably won't be reading this but I don't care, I'm making this entry, anyway. I'm sorry that I didn't try to help when I could have, just because I was afraid. It was only when I saw someone else dedicate an entry to you, did I get the courage to write this.
*Hugs* Good luck. Believe. Just believe, man. Just believe. If you ever need someone to pour your heart out to, I'm right here.
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