I feel a lot more sadder and sadder not by what I have done, but on what I should have not done.
I knew I should have done something. Or done anything.
I have a phone, I still have my house, I still have my parents, I still have everything. But I was helpless because of a rift.
I knew during that day something was very, very, very wrong.
and now, another storm is coming. I know what I am going to do next time.
You know, I was ready to help, I was ready to get down there wet. I was already going,,rah, what the hell I am going to say.
But all because of a senseless and pointless rift. I knew I wouldn't be allowed.
I was ready to help.
and I still am ready.
even if there are differences and inhibitions.
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