It seems I have this tendancy to ruin everything that I have going for me. Why can't I just keep my mouth shut, just one time. Like bandages, covering more than just the scrapes and bruises from my past regrets, the ignorance of others treats me far more kindly than the failure to accept my past.
Although, I can't help but hear a corny family sitcom voice in my head, drilling into me that a friend is no friend at all if a friend cannot accept another friends flaws, I know that even through acceptance the vision cast upon me becomes tainted.
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