I Can't. You Can't Rewrite The Past.

It May Seem That Every Time Someone Offers You A Hand Up, They Just Let Go And You Slip Further Down.

I Can't. You Can't Rewrite The Past.

All You Really Have... Is Now.

God, I Am Freaking Out. Maybe He Doesn’t Know. Maybe I Just Look Guilty Of Something And He’s Picking Up On That.

I Was Too Weak To Walk. At Least, I Thought I Was Too Weak. But In Truth, I Was Too Weak To Try.