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I said a lot of things. Really dumb things. Things that weren't true.

Why'd I say them, then? Damn it, I wish I knew. I have no excuses.

I could give you my reasons but I doubt you want to hear them and frankly, neither do I. I'm tired of having my reasons.

So all I can say is that I'm sorry. It's just a word and it means next to nothing but I have nothing else to offer.

If you're done with me, I understand. If this were the first time, maybe I could argue, but I've walked these steps before.

I'm sorry.