I really do, and I'm sorry if it's not good enough. I'm sorry that I'm not going to follow at your heel like I used to. I'm sorry I can't agree with every single thing. And I'm really sorry I just can't live up to your fucking expectations.
Sorry I like different things. Sorry I'm not there to help you with every single problem. Sorry I can't read your mind. Sorry I try and be a great friend, but fall short. Sorry you can't mold me into what you want me to be, like you have so many other people.
Most of all, I'm sorry to myself, for living with this, and I still don't get to give you what you want, because I'm too busy trying to make everyone else happy.
I'm fucking sorry.
I'm fucking tired of being sorry, too.
About Me
- omgmolly
- hey, i'm molly. this blog is me, stripped down and exposed. it's my diary, i guess. i'm just a normal girl, in love with music and the musicians who make it. this won't be a deep or spiritual blog, so don't get too excited.