Sometimes the only way you see how much you mean to someone is when you see how much you hurt them.
It’s a shame it has to come to that.
It’s a shame they just can’t tell you.
Sometimes when we need attention, it’s concluded that bad attention is better than none at all.
And for that being true, I do apologize. But I have a taste for blood, just as we all do. I’m not above that, neither are you.
