i’m sorry….
i’m sorry that i talk too much or talk too loud when i’m excited or happy.
i’m sorry that i don’t hear everything the first time you say it.
i’m sorry that i’m clingy, it’s not intentional.
i’m sorry that i seem desperate. i probably am and just don’t want to admit it to myself.
i’m sorry that i’m annoying.
i’m sorry that i don’t get everything right on the first try.
i’m sorry i’m not good at anything even though i try.
i’m sorry that when you asks me to hang out or do something i jump at the opportunity since i never get that from anyone.
i’m sorry that i feel like i’m closer with you than you feel we are.
i’m sorry that i’m clumsy.
i’m sorry if you feel like you always have to keep an eye on me.
i’m sorry if i’m a drag.
i’m sorry if i’m a pain in the ass to be around.
i’m sorry that i am too stubborn to admit the way that thing are.
i’m sorry that i’m so alone that i cling to the people that i care about even when the don’t care about me as much or even care at all.
i’m sorry that i overthink anything and everything.
i’m sorry i laugh too loud.
i’m sorry that i’m quiet and distant at times.
i’m sorry that i’m scared to let anyone in.
i’m sorry that overshare.
i’m sorry that i’m pretty much incapable of anything.
i’m sorry that i hide my emotions.
i’m sorry that i have no one to go to with my pent up emotions/feelings.
i’m sorry that i’m more of a chore to deal with than a friend.
i’m sorry for the way i act
i’m sorry that i never had a best friend or anyone close growing up that as soon as i can relate to someone or share specific stuff with them i consider them one of my best friends.
i’m sorry that i’m constantly a burden.
i’m sorry when i interrupt something that have something to do with me.
i’m sorry that i just want to be included because i have nothing else.
i’m sorry that i complain so much.
i’m sorry that i feel that my feelings are a weight that you shouldn’t have to bare so i never say anything.
i’m sorry that i never acknowledge my problems for what they really are.
i’m sorry that you hate me so much or feel/think that you do.
i’m sorry that i always ask for help from you since there’s no one else i can ask.
i’m sorry that i ask for help.
i’m sorry that i nag.
i’m sorry i try to get people to like me more when it really makes them hate me more.
i’m sorry i don’t want to eat anymore.
i’m sorry that i do all of this shit to myself.
i’m sorry that i follow you around because i don’t know what to do with myself.
i’m sorry that i don’t know how to handle being alone even though i constantly am.
i’m sorry that i think you like me and we’re good friends when really you don’t like me.
i’m sorry that you feel the need to pretend to be friend with me.
i’m sorry that your friends with me out of pity
i’m sorry that i try to join in when you already have all of your friends and i could never be a part of that.
i’m sorry that i’m not as good as your other friends.
i’m sorry i don’t understand everything since you only told your other friends about that and i don’t know what’s going on.
i’m sorry that i’m such an inconvenience.
i’m sorry that i’m not good enough.
i’m sorry for my unwanted presence.
i’m sorry that you won’t tell me the truth about how you really feel about me.
i’m sorry that when you act distant from me i think the worst and think you hate me or i did something wrong.
i’m sorry that i’m ugly and that you have to deal with seeing me.
i’m sorry that you dread the moment when i open my mouth to say something.
i’m sorry that i’m afraid to open up.
i’m sorry that i’m too scared to tell you the truth.
i’m sorry i put up a facade on a daily basis to get through and once i get home i shatter.
i’m sorry that i’m constantly moving or fidgeting.
i’m sorry that i can’t sit still.
i’m sorry that i look and act like a fucking idiot when i’m around you.
i’m sorry that i am so sensitive to everything.
i’m sorry that i make you look like a fool.
i’m sorry that i make you look bad for being friends with me.
i’m sorry that i care too much.
i’m sorry that i’m scared to loose you.
i’m sorry that i’m afraid that i’ll finally get tired of me.
i’m sorry that i’m worthless.
i’m sorry that i’m a constant failure.
i’m sorry that i’m not good enough.
i’m sorry you wish i was different.
i’m sorry i run away.
i’m sorry that when it comes to fight for flight i’m probably too much of a coward to stay and fight.
i’m sorry that i bother you so much.
i’m sorry that i do nothing but make you hate me.
i’m sorry that i always end up doing the wrong thing.
i’m sorry that i’m easily replaceable.
i’m sorry that i made you not care about me.
i’m sorry that i worry about others well-being’s when they couldn’t give even half about mine.
i’m sorry that don’t want to be alone anymore.
i’m sorry that i’m dependent on others and not self sufficient.
i’m sorry that i can’t do anything right.
i’m sorry i can’t come to you with my problems.
i’m sorry that i’m boring.
i’m sorry that you hate the things i like.
i’m sorry that if we didn’t meet when we did you never would have even noticed me.
i’m sorry that i try to do something as much as i can and still fail.
i’m sorry that my best isn’t enough.
i’m sorry for everything that i have put you through.
i’m sorry that your a better person than i ever could be.
i’m sorry that i have a hard time speaking to people.
i’m sorry that my social anxiety stops me from starting a conversation with a stranger.
i’m sorry that i am incapable of the kind of love that i want/need from someone else.
i’m sorry, i just don’t want to bother you in the way i feel that i already do.
i’m sorry that i got you into this.
i’m sorry that i’m nothing but flesh and bone.
i’m sorry that i let you walk all over me.
i’m sorry that i’m not what you wanted when it comes to a friend.
i’m sorry that my sensory issues annoy you and make you feel like you have to deal with my.
i’m sorry that i’m scared of anything and everything.
i’m sorry that i’m constantly having panic and anxiety attacks.
i’m sorry that i get anxiety when it comes to the thought of me having to keep living like this because i don’t know how much longer i can do it for.
i’m sorry that i constantly fear you just getting up and leaving, never coming back or giving a second glance.
i’m sorry that i’m always in pain. mentally, physically, emotionally.
i’m sorry that i keep getting more and more depressed as each day goes on the same way or worse.
i’m sorry that i’m so alone.
i’m sorry that you only talk to me in school and the only other thing i get from you is the occasional snap.
i’m sorry that i feel like there’s some reason you hate me because you did something similar to someone else that you didn’t like and did something morally wrong and lied to their face about it. that you stopped inviting them and stopped hanging out with them even though you’ve never invited me in the first place.
i’m sorry that i don’t get to have to experiences that everyone else gets to have at my age.
i’m sorry that my rice purity score is still 91 for fucks sake.
i’m sorry that you don’t care enough to ask me if i’m alright.
i’m sorry that i’m not important enough for you to give a shit about my well-being.
i’m sorry if i’m still suicidal at times.
i’m sorry that me realizing everything makes me more suicidal.
i’m sorry that i’m even making this because i know you won’t care enough to read it.
i’m sorry that i’m not as good as the friend that i came along with that you hang out with them but not me.
i’m sorry. i don’t know how many time i can say it and the more that i do, the less that it probably means to anyone. each i’m sorry is different from the last and meant just as much as the first. the i’m sorry’s aren’t even close to everything i’m sorry for and there’s no way i can make a list that long without hurt myself even more and relive with each and every one that joins the list a thousand times over.
i’m sorry that i’m not worth it. not even worth it for you to read all i’ve these.
i’m sorry that i’m sorry.
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