can we as human beings live without the past haunting us over and over again?
can we move on and become better people like "they" say we can. or do we end up apologizing again and again for the same things until we die. in the end all the things we have been apologizing for, do they even matter? will you be lying next to my death bed bringing up old shit like a selfish fuck or will you be my friend.
will you even be there.