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25 February 2014
7.02AM
The amount of sorries coming from you was countless and every time you apologise I just wanna tell you not to. Truth be told, I hate when you apologise. What are you even apologising for? For what I feel? What I think? What is there for you to apologise. On the contrary, I owe you a lot. I've always wanted to say I'm sorry, but never really gotten a chance to. It's not like apologising will bring anything back nor salvage anything. Still, that being said, I'm sorry. I'm sorry you met me.

“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you.”
“This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it's done. It's that easy, and that hard.”