money can't buy you anything.

not love

not friends

not forgiveness


Because I don't WANT to forgive you.

But God's calling me to.

Yet...

I don't want to do it just to "please God" because it'll be filthy, filthily hypocritical because I won't mean it, I won't, I won't. And I can't change that fact.

Yet I can, but I won't try enough.

I've tried and succeeded with so many others. Zi Xin, I've slogged to understand her and be the best friend I could be. Rei, who understands and understands and understands what hatred is. That black oily disgusting feeling that curls inside and begsbegsbegs to be shown. She knows what it is.

I'm so utterly utterly tired now. And I'm crying and crying and crying, because I can't understand why it's become so much harder now.

When you're young, you can just go "It's cool, right?" and that's the END. You don't bring it up again, because your poor little mind won't comprehend anything other than the phrase "forgive and forget".

Now...it's so hard.

I DON'T want to say it.

But since you'll never say it, I will. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for wrecking your life by never speaking to you. I'm sorry I can't be bothered to say this to your face, because I'm so scared and so stubborn. I'm sorry I spited you every time I could because you just make me fizzle and sizzle and burn inside with hatred.

I'm so sorry.