You know, sometimes i think about everything and i realize i should have done things different i shouldn't have done the things i did but because of that were over and everythings wrong and i cant help that now. and sometimes i get so depressed about it i think about stuff like suicide. but then i think "oh maybe things will get better" and eventually they do. or sometimes i just hide everything with a broken smile.. but thats not good either is it? and then i think back and say why would i ruin my life over just a guy. but he wasn't just a guy. he was special. to me. and no one else saw that when i did. but thats what happens when you mess up. things happen. but you have to move on... and thats not always easy...