"Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
I want to tell you that I’m sorry. I don’t know you but I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen. I didn’t even know it was a possibility.
I don’t want to talk to you cause that means I have to acknowledge you. I don’t want to admit to what happened. I didn’t want it to. I’ve been denying this for awhile and I can’t do that anymore. I hope you forgive me and I hope you understand why I denied it. I hope you know why I didn’t tell the truth. I got the exact reaction I was expecting and didn’t want to get. That made it so much worse. I’m sorry.
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