Guilt
"I don't hate you I'm just disappointed" no words have ever cut so deep in my life. Yet it appears to be the running dialogue in my life. Why do I do it to the ones (dare I say it) that I love? I guess that my greatest weakness in life is my fear of not experiencing the world before it burns and that we might have to take the good and the bad with me. What a lame excuse I am a scumbag so why try and explain it. I am at a loss for words right now.