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My life has been in a constant state of upheval recently for the last few months.

Really been trying to work on myself lately. But what’s the good In realizing your fuck ups but not being able to do anything about it. Sounds sooo basic but I really wish I could get some “closure” in all this but at the same time I never want to see you again. That’s not meant to be offensive but I now know and can clearly see that you are toxic to me and I wasn’t any good to you.

I fucked up with you.

You’re never going to see this (i hope; my tumblr is v personal)

But I’m sorry. I am so so sorry. I wish I had done better but I didn’t. I live with that guilt and regret for probably the rest of my life. I fucked up. I should have done better but I didn’t.