Cause part of you, pours out of me, in these lines from time to time.

I'm sorry, we don't mean to cut you down. I wish she had never read over my shoulder, I'm sorry this started and that you feel out-numbered or hated.

We still love you, I promise. I can't hate you, or even stay mad at you for more than a few hours. I wasn't nearly in tears, ( Read more... )