Forgive me for hating my school. I know it costs a lot of money to go there.
Forgive me for crying about how mean the people are. I know sometimes, certain people just don’t mesh, and we have to look past it.
I’m sorry for not being as grateful as I should be for this opportunity.
Have you ever looked at the girl sitting in the cafe, groomed and smiling as if she was on the roof of Olympus, and you