I'm sure I deserved it anyway, after all I liked meeting bands and his british accent more than I ever liked him. Thank <span style = 'background-color: #dae8f4'>you</span>
mother for all of the wonderful support and the childhood <span style = 'background-color: #dae8f4'>you</span>
provided for me. Oh but I'm sure I shouldn't reflect on the past. It's all under my control now, you can
't hurt me anymore mother so WHY am I still hurting? Why does it all seem like yesterday? Why can
't I get over the past? Why can
't I get through today? Why can
't I stop obsessing over the future, or lack of...