Right when I think the world has recovered from my stupidity, I find out that the people who matter most to me are still suffering for it, even years after the mistake was made.
I've apologized so many times that it's starting to sound stale. Apology doesn't help. Nothing does. Nothing can.
I never meant to hurt you. But that one's starting to go rancid, too. And it's the only reason you even give a fuck anymore, much less help me as much as you have.
Not seeing me for a while will do you good. Me, too, for that matter.
...In news everyone can understand, me CD wallet was stolen at work today, and I've got about a year to go to college or get a new job. Anyone who has local connections, I'd be very grateful for your help.
Under the circumstances,
redmaul, I'm gonna need more time to think about what you asked Jamie about.