throwing stones

deplorable, despicable me.

look in the fucking mirror.

at least i have
the decency to
stick up for someone i love.

what's your excuse?

my words may hurt you.
but that's because
what i say is true.

i don't paint the picture
that i'm better.
you prove that you're worse,
but you don't like
to read about it.

and one day, if
you keep reading, you just
might
see
that apologies, well,
they're necessary.

fool.

k.