I'm selfish. And weak. For being so easily hurt. I felt so unwanted. So now I'm sorry for simply existing. I guess I don't deserve it. Cuz no matter what I do is wrong. And it all happened because I am selfish. And I'm sorry that I always happen to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. In one person's eyes one thing could be lucky and in another person's eyes it could be one of the worst things that could've happened.
