Tags: apology

Breakfast Club // Gotcha.

Christ...

Oh God, I’m so sorry, to both of you. Dear Christ, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to, I swear I didn’t. He just---I can’t---I don’t know how to make him stop. God, it’s like back home all over again. I didn’t mean for it to happen to Bon, and I didn’t mean for it to happen to you…

 

Izzy? Axl? God, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Am I repeating mysely? Shit, I am. 


Please, don’t think that’s who I am. That’s not me, it never has been. I never wanted to be him and I don’t ever want to be.

 

He’s fucked me up so bad.

 

But if I had to relive it over again, I’d still choose the wrench…

 

Fuck him. 

<333