I’ve made a lot of emotionally foolish mistakes, but your friendship would have meant to lot to me.
I’m sorry for all the misunderstandings and for all the mistakes I’ve made.
I am so sorry and regret all the bad things that have happened. I realize more than you know and am sorry for everything.
Why do we care what people think of us?
How much do you care what others think of you And why do we even bother with that? I do not care what people think