Hi.
I dont know what has to become of me right now.
I turned to be the monster which i swore i hate.
Guilt, runs in my veins, and im not ignoring that. Im not anymore.
NO, im not letting guilt consume me. It pays.
Proves and evidence, are time sensitive. It might bloom or it might get lost.
Proves and guilts, coincide, to redeem, to purify and to cleanse.
In turbulence times like these, we seek solace. But fuck, im never forgiving myself.
Cause I shant, i cant, but above all, i just.. wont.

Glad i am its happening now.. Rather then when we are of age.
Cause if we were, then i might just be as good as dead.
But yes of cause, how i wish the world is trouble-free in the first place. How wld that be.

Learn i will, pick things up i shall, preaching whatever is taught and desired.

In time. In time.
Heed.

I am truly sorry Irna.
I love you,
and i'll show you right from me from here on out.
I love you,
and for that i'll change for good and really be the guy you deserved.
I love you,
and i'll stretch out my last till the very end.

Till the very end,
I love you.

and Im sorry to have caused so much.

@---- here.