There comes a point in everybody's life where you will become immune to sorries. The tears and begging will not mean anything to you. Because even though they only accidentally crossed the line, you know they'll do it again and that is what hurts you the most.
Sorry is a broken disc. And like best-selling albums, it'll rot and disappear into the world of once-famous-but-now-forgotten song lyrics. Like platinum cd's, it may work for you after you buy it but after several months of it being sang by a lot of people who don't know the real purpose of that song, you'll get tired of it.
Sorry doesn't mean anything to us now be cause we don't mean it.
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Complexities
Random"At the periphery of dream and reality..." ♢ com·plex·i·ty ♢ plural com·plex·i·ties ♢ the quality or state of not being simple ♢ a part of something that is complicated or hard to understand ♢ A Scribber's Thought version 2.0
