I did what I thought was right. I made a mistake. I came clean about it. It was the right thing to do, but that took strength that I don’t have. I don’t have the strength own up to it. I don’t have the strength to accept it and move on.
over the years.. Ive lied to a lot of people.. I’ve kept secrets from a lot of people.. The only people I feel need to know the truth from me, are the ones I care about. Because no matter how I fuck up. I’d rather have them know from me.